"224." lyrics

"224."

Mm, dope fiends layin' down on my top floor
Bullets hit you through the walls, they hit you through the doors
(This Tonybent4yga)

[?] dope fiends layin' down on my floor
Every time I wake up, I just wanna pour a four
Sometimes I know that ain't healthy, but I gotta get some more (Gotta get it all)
FN Five-seveN, bullet shoot .224's (Gotta be safe now), on the floor
Every time I hit the kitchen, baby, I just wanna pour a four (So let's pour somethin')
Trap house jumpin' my new sport
Bricks in the oven all white, like shorty toes
Dope fiends doin' hop scotch
Got the trap house jumpin' like some rolls (Jump, jump)
Pull up to your bitch, pour a four
Told her, "Baby, please don't call me phone, leave me alone"
This a Backwood, fill it five grams on the corner
This that dirt pack, weak, niggas never smoked some strong
Police knockin' at your door, you niggas wasn't home
Every time I step inside the kitchen, I just wanna pour an eight
Gotta stop sippin', pray to God for heavens sake (Brr)
Nigga think he good with that pistol, he not safe (Go)
Tryna be the hero 'fore your body in the lake (Gotta stay alive)
One more tab, it's just my pace (On God now)
One more line, my cup got space
[?] I just want face
Better call out to Allah, the trap kill snakes
Police shoot out his shit, I don't gotta reload
My mama gettin' mad 'cause I'm playin' with my nose
I told mama she keep on [?] I'm in my mode
The plug just hit my phone, I told him need an O
Sometimes I remember we was sleepin' on the floor
Every time I wake up, I just wanna pour a four
Sometimes I know that ain't healthy, but I gotta get some more (Go)
We was servin' sauce and the 'hardt goin' hard on these hard marble floors
Pour a four, every time I hit the kitchen, baby, I just wanna pour a four (Sounds like you addicted)
FN Five-seveN, bullet shoot .224's

Go ahead and slow that down, bucko
R-R-N


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