DJ Mustard - 4G's lyrics

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DJ Mustard - 4G's lyrics

(Hook) b**h n***a you corny Ridin round in Forgies You ain’t even got 4 G’s You ain’t even know 4 G’s My Loubuittons cost 4 G’s b**h n***a you the police And I don’t f** with the police Ridin round in Forgies with 4 G’s (Verse) Aye it’s TC Lo, got money, got weed Got promethazine and a lot of broben jams It’s stay fly my n***a, I do this sh** on the daily You stay broke my n***a, you do that sh** on the daily I woke up, thought being broke was boring So I rob a couple houses in Torrance sponsored links Cashed out on a foreign Pull up to any b**h, I’m scorin Uh, you know I stay with them fly kicks You know I stay with a fly b**h And you could tell a bagger but every time you do she be like… (Hook) b**h n***a you corny Ridin round in Forgies You ain’t even got 4 G’s You ain’t even know 4 G’s My Loubuittons cost 4 G’s b**h n***a you the police And I don’t f** with the police Ridin round in Forgies with 4 G’s (Verse) Zap boy beneath the ashtray, woofers in the back Waddle in the dools make loud gla** packs Forgiano tippy toes, 24’s crawl Bought a set of Pirellis and let the stickers out Skippin down the ave with the beat on blam Soundin like a motherf**in summer jam Fat bank route, my pockets pregnant Both of em twins, they need a C section My fety linky like 40 career hustling Granddaddy purp in the air, hovering Zonin like a motherf**er, high as a quale Loud power spray to get rid of the stale (Hook) b**h n***a you corny Ridin round in Forgies You ain’t even got 4 G’s You ain’t even know 4 G’s My Loubuittons cost 4 G’s b**h n***a you the police And I don’t f** with the police Ridin round in Forgies with 4 G’s (Verse) 4 G’s, 2 bottles, every day stoned Smoke it, getting my drink on 2 Forgies on yo baby mama Secret Sundays, now she after my cabana 4 G’s for the bill like a tunnel Thousand $ tip for the butch in summer baller Shot caller, 6-4 Impala Dandada, me in ace Obama Fety dip the Grammies with the G pin Dollar sign kush, I’m reeking Yea, I smell like Keisha You n***as corny like b**h n***as (Hook) b**h n***a you corny Ridin round in Forgies You ain’t even got 4 G’s You ain’t even know 4 G’s My Loubuittons cost 4 G’s b**h n***a you the police And I don’t f** with the police Ridin round in Forgies with 4 G’s (Verse) I’m on my bullsh**, spittin like 2 clips Got yo b**h on my pool table doin splits Tired of n***as askin, spoiled like they trappin I’m from 10-4 street, not of that happenin Me and my n***as, burnt out All fly sh**, all ruled out Talkin reckless n***a outside yo mouth Go ahead and get yo pistol whip Blike bloom blow No tough talk, you ain’t got no rap sheet Yall n***as ain’t really had no beef Yall n***as ain’t really clap no heat Stop cuppin yo b**h, n***a I’mma go sleep (Hook) b**h n***a you corny Ridin round in Forgies You ain’t even got 4 G’s You ain’t even know 4 G’s My Loubuittons cost 4 G’s b**h n***a you the police And I don’t f** with the police Ridin round in Forgies with 4 G’s

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