"4 Am In Da Rich" lyrics

4 AM in this bitch, like where the crows at?
Real roadrunner, I don't need no road map
4 AM in this bitch, like where the crows at?
Real roadrunner, I don't need no road map
All these dead presidents, they can't fold that
New stick match my fit and my fitted hat
Goth'ed out, tryna see them racks turn black

Goth'ed out, tryna see them racks turn black
A hunned bands ain't shit, bring 'em four-pack
4 AM in the V in the wrist rag
[?] their top like a bowler hat
4 AM in this bitch, like where the crows at?
Real roadrunner, I don't need no road map

All these dead presidents, they can't fold that
New stick match my fit and my fitted hat
Hood witch twerk the yop look like Kat Stacks
I'm geeked up in the party, where my Gwen at?

Goth'ed out, tryna see them racks turn black
A hunned bands ain't shit, bring 'em four-pack
4 AM in the V in the wrist rag
[?] their top like a Pope hat
4 AM in this bitch, like where the crows at?
Real roadrunner, I don't need no road map

4 AM in the Rich', where the bands at?
Keep some diamonds on me like a hood rat
Keep some cheese in my denim like a rat trap
Swiss rolls on the gang, not no flat packs
I'm roadrunning, bending lanes, put it on flat
Treat the foreign like a Hemi, like a Scatpack
All black came through like a bat, bat
Keep some diamonds on me like a hood rat

Goth'ed out, tryna see them racks turn black
A hunned bands ain't shit, bring 'em four-pack
4 AM in the V in the wrist rag
[?] their top like a bowler hat
4 AM in this bitch, like where the crows at?
Real roadrunner, I don't need no road map

All these dead presidents, they can't fold that
New stick match my fit and my fitted hat