
4D (Bonus Track) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
(Benny) (You've got the green light)
(Why do you smoke so many backwoods)
Right back, here we go
Let it go, Let it show
4D on my sleeve it show
Winter season, let it snow
I might call that treason hoe
Just let it go, just let that shit show
I got way to many flows
I got way to many hoes
I can't believe the shit that's coming right out of my brain
I put that bitch under, you would think I'm novacane
I'm turning shit over, just to see it's all the same
I told that bitch "Look at me" so I know your sane
I hit that bitch back like "I see I know you rang"
You should have just let me be, if you know what I'm saying
Yuh, was put in sticky situations but I'm ready for it
Heavy sword, dippin' in the water like a reservoir
Heavy door, slammin' in your face I'm peepin every cord
Aventador, sweeping down the street, it's just a heavy roar
Lift the door, popping up my shit just like some kettle corn
Little more, singular vibration start a heavy storm
Getting warm, closer to the places that I'm headed for
Get it on, I just wish my bitches would all get along
Right back, here we go
Let it go, Let it show
4D on my sleeve it show
Winter season, let it snow
I might call that treason hoe
Just let it go, just let that shit show
I got way to many flows
I got way to many hoes
Read your rights in, get your wrongs out
Told that bitch, "I'm a dog with a long snout
Once you treat one up, then they all pounce
I just lit one up, out of the whole ounce
I started dashing, I'm on the road now
I'm moving shit to fast, I need to slow down
And if I hit that once, bitch you my hoe now
Just let me hit that Runtz, I'm feeling stoned now
I'm feeling sober, I tried to hold her, she hit the motor
I brush my shoulder, and focus on just meeting the quota
Vanilla backwood I know that you can smell the aroma
Don't get it backwards, I'm starting shit right out with a closer
She slash the tires, and I just wish it was a Corolla
I got a play on the mobile phone it's not Motorola
I woke up today and started reaping off my persona
I put this shit on my back, and I swear don't hurt my shoulders
Right back, here we go
Let it go, Let it show
4D on my sleeve it show
Winter season, let it snow
I might call that treason hoe
Just let it go, just let that shit show
I got way to many flows
I got way to many hoes