"4's Up" lyrics
4's Up
Yeah, roll something
If your pole up
Nigga put yo soul up
Southside
Out mine
I heard he came outside
Nigga it's about time
Bitch I ain't got no cut on me
This pistol stuck to me
I point at him it's R.I.P.
Who the fuck he 'pose to be
My prices is low like Double Tree
I got a dub on me
You piss me off I make you sleep
Can't put no trust in me
I got niggas out the city rockin' Dickies tryna ah-ah
I'm known to get busy tell the police that I stopped Na
Told smurf to watch my work you beef with me it ain't no stop signs
I been posting my location tryna bring em outside
Can't say too much it's confidential
Back of the Rolls I'm presidential
Killer smile just check my dentals
I smile in every picture
He wanna step I see potential
Hit the whip no fender bender
My new lil son ain't got no name
Put in work now he a member
4's Up
Yeah, roll something
If your pole up
Nigga put yo soul up
Southside
Out mine
I heard he came outside
Nigga it's about time
4's Up
Woes up
Hol' up
I'm back from the dead look who showed up
4's Up
Hol' up
Any nigga play he gettin' rolled up
Step on the scene they know the business
Nigga try my fingers itching
I throw my hood in every city
Low key don't want attention
I'm deadly you should keep your distance
I drop a pretty penny
I'm clutching, I forgot to mention
I tucked it by my jimmy
These Hallows leave his stomach hot
I do my Diddy bop
No lacking got this glizzy out
Cook him like tater tots
Don't play with him better know your place
Closed casket take his face
Try to run we given' chase
He better count his days
4's Up
Yeah, roll something
If your pole up
Nigga put yo soul up
Southside
Out mine
I heard he came outside
Nigga it's about time
4's Up
Woes up
Hol' up
I'm back from the dead look who showed up
4's Up
Hol' up
Any nigga play he gettin' rolled up
Yeah, roll something
If your pole up
Nigga put yo soul up
Southside
Out mine
I heard he came outside
Nigga it's about time
Bitch I ain't got no cut on me
This pistol stuck to me
I point at him it's R.I.P.
Who the fuck he 'pose to be
My prices is low like Double Tree
I got a dub on me
You piss me off I make you sleep
Can't put no trust in me
I got niggas out the city rockin' Dickies tryna ah-ah
I'm known to get busy tell the police that I stopped Na
Told smurf to watch my work you beef with me it ain't no stop signs
I been posting my location tryna bring em outside
Can't say too much it's confidential
Back of the Rolls I'm presidential
Killer smile just check my dentals
I smile in every picture
He wanna step I see potential
Hit the whip no fender bender
My new lil son ain't got no name
Put in work now he a member
4's Up
Yeah, roll something
If your pole up
Nigga put yo soul up
Southside
Out mine
I heard he came outside
Nigga it's about time
4's Up
Woes up
Hol' up
I'm back from the dead look who showed up
4's Up
Hol' up
Any nigga play he gettin' rolled up
Step on the scene they know the business
Nigga try my fingers itching
I throw my hood in every city
Low key don't want attention
I'm deadly you should keep your distance
I drop a pretty penny
I'm clutching, I forgot to mention
I tucked it by my jimmy
These Hallows leave his stomach hot
I do my Diddy bop
No lacking got this glizzy out
Cook him like tater tots
Don't play with him better know your place
Closed casket take his face
Try to run we given' chase
He better count his days
4's Up
Yeah, roll something
If your pole up
Nigga put yo soul up
Southside
Out mine
I heard he came outside
Nigga it's about time
4's Up
Woes up
Hol' up
I'm back from the dead look who showed up
4's Up
Hol' up
Any nigga play he gettin' rolled up
Writer(s): Fredrick Ii Givens, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
