4L Freestyle Lyrics

(Aye, cmon man)

(They can't fuck with me nigga, Nobody!)

Yeah

She all on my body I can't get her off

I remember them days I was shoppin' at Ross

Now I'm buyin' this shit, I ain't checkin' the cost

This ice on my fingers, it's givin' me frost, bite

Gas got me floatin', think I'm takin' flight

Ain't checkin' my work bitch you know that I'm right

Me and my gang, we tied in for life

I'm on my own, I don't need yo advice

Wet his ass up then I put him in rice

Hit that bitch once but I hit her friend twice

Hit that bitch once, I do it again

Stackin' my funds, I'm stackin' my bands

Too many racks, can't fit in my pants

Bitch I got fam, I ain't lookin' for friends

All of my clothes, they came from Japan

That nigga food, throw him in the pan

Stayin' outside, think I gotta tan

I'm heatin' up, go turn on the fan

I'm heatin' up bitch I'm overheating

Pockets got fat think they overeating

I got yo bitch and she soaked in semen

Just blew some racks onna coat in Neiman's

Covered in ice, I'm the coldest demon

Gas so loud, think the odor leaking

Kick the bitch out, I don't needa reason

9-29, that's the Libra Season

Fuck a next up, bitch I'm up now

Bitch I stay high, I don't come down

Told' em hand me the rock, It's a touchdown

I ain't even workin', this shit fun now

She ain't doin' her job she get subbed out

Bitch I only come out when the sun down

Used to be broke I got funds now

All the bitches I wanted get dubbed now

I put my bitch in Rick now we matchin'

In love with my bitch but I'm cheatin' with fashion

I'm havin' plenty, you still gotta ration

You don't see what I'm sayin' then turn on the captions

Forces got buckles, I bought 'em from Alex

Wait, I mean Alyx

I'm lookin' for smoke, ain't no keepin' the peace

Ma say I cuss too much turn on the (Bleep)

Shawty think we in love

I don't know what that mean

Ridin' inna Bentley truck

I can't even keep it clean

She be tryna hide shit

She don't know I already seen

I only rock that fly shit

You niggas still shop at Shein

Y'all ain't even on my level

Diamonds in the fuckin' bezel

Pullin' strings like Geppetto

Ima boulder, you a fuckin' pebble

Heatin' up just like a kettle

In that SRT, I push the pedal

Space coupe, I'm inna vessel

I'm blessed, I don't need a bless you