4 SZNS ft. Kingdoinghisthing & Kay9 Lyrics

Yea

You could keep talking that shit for no reason

I'll be the one that'll make you recede it

Devilish lettuce send me to the deacon

Told him my sins now I'm banned from the Eden

Call me Noreno I'm straight out the Legion

Telling my shorty we moving to Sweden

Hopped off a jet to a new fuckin' region

Now we been chillin in Four Seasons

They look at me like a beacon

They look at you like you nothing but a heathen

I plan on being the one they believe in

Singing my songs like the Pledge of Allegiance

I see it through to completion

Milking the game till I see the secretion

Y'all hitting copy and cheating

I am like Venice and you're the Venetian

Fuck it I'm ducking away on you hoes

More in the bank treat a beat like its dough

Woah

I just finished the roll

Now I'm yelling at Kay that we bouta go smoke

Aye

It's all laughing and jokes

But the minute you try me I'm blowing you O's

I am the one that they chose

Enjoy the parade while I'm up on my float

So talk all that shit that you spit for no reason

Asked her to fuck but she already kneeling

Suede on me that's why she hooked on a feelin'

666 for the pack it's demon

Bouta go buy all the stock up at Neiman

Due to the money I'm getting from streaming

Opened my eyes and I noticed I'm dreaming

Call it a trip

I'm calling it peaking

You could keep talking that shit for no reason

I'll be the one that'll make you recede it

Devilish lettuce send me to the deacon

Told him my sins now I'm banned from the Eden

Call me Noreno I'm straight out the Legion

Telling my shorty we moving to Sweden

Hopped off a jet to a new fuckin' region

Now we been chillin in Four Seasons

I been on the brink of that

I'm thinking less

And take the risk

Looking back I probably shoulda never waited this

Long

But it's alright

Took the time

Took the money out

Picked the wrong fights

I'm up all night thinking whether or not

There's a meaning

For how hard I'm bouta go

Every season

Got a slick demeanor and a reason

Text my shorty I'm on demon mode

Ima free the bros, but who cares

Not that it'd make a difference

I was made for this

And you was made to listen

My neck was made to hold chains that glisten

You bid the art I just paint the pictures

You picked the part

The wrong kid to start

You gotta kiss the tar that I paved

Cause I drove my car straight to this shit to say

You could keep talking that shit for no reason

I'll be the one that'll make you recede it

Devilish lettuce send me to the deacon

Told him my sins now I'm banned from the Eden

Call me Noreno I'm straight out the Legion

Telling my shorty we moving to Sweden

Hopped off a jet to a new fuckin' region

Now we been chillin in Four Seasons