COD4 Lyrics

I just rolled up with a freak,

Got diamonds they all over me

New whip and it hit me for 30 I'm whippin' that shit in a hurry

I'm shootin' like Call of Duty 4 I know he don't want war

I get the bands, need more I really came up from the floor

I'm havin' dreams, bout the check I put some gold on my neck

Lil' brody gon' pull up with a tech

These red bottoms fit me the best

Ricky Bobby when I'm in the street

Right beside me, boy, I keep the heat

She on Instagram by the beach but I know she right down the street

They just be talkin', ain't makin' no noise money keep callin', it fuck with your boy

I know they wanna come fuck with your boy out in L.A., I'ma link up with Koi

Smoke me a J, I'ma smoke me a Doobie he think he tough, but I know he a goofy

Hop in the whip and that bitch start to vrooming

He want the money, but he won't pursue it

Told a lil bitch to get off my sack

Triple my money, I'm bringin' it back I'm makin' moves and I'm makin' them fast

I come in first, I can never be last

Remember them days when I ain't had nothin

12 pull up, then we runnin'

Got a blue check, it ain't costin' me nothin

Call of Duty, boy, I really be gunnin

I just pulled up with a freak

Got diamonds, they all over me New whip and it hit me for 30

I'm whippin' that shit in a hurry

I'm shootin' like Call of Duty 4

I know he don't want war

I get the bands, need more

I really came up from the floor

Stuffing' the racks in these messanger bags

Shorty callin', but I wont hit her back

Hatin' on me, I don't know why you mad

Workin' hard, got that shit from my dad

I be cookin' up like I'm in the kitchen

Said I'm trash, then you gotta be kiddin'

Keep a rod on me like I be fishin

Copy my swag, cause I really be drippin' Kickin' shit, I feel like Conor McGregor

With yo bitch, you know that I get her wetter

Ice on my neck, it be changin' the weather

Shawty want me, cause she know that I'm better Out in Miami, I feel like the heat

Shorty callin', but I'm hittin' delete

Out in the field, I don't need no cleats

I got Balenci on me Step in the party, they know who I am

I'm in L.A., so I feel like a ram

She want my dick, I don't give a damn

Bought a new stick and it's never gon' jam

I still can't believe I made it through TSA

Yeah, woah, I just pulled up with a freak

Got diamonds, they all over me

New whip and it hit me for thirty

I'm whippin' that shit in a hurry

I'm shootin' like Call of Duty 4 I know he don't want war

I get the bands, need more I really came up from the floor