444 Cypher ft. NHN Deji, Saint Nico, lil capital & Judas Lyrics

Vega on the beat

Judas

Vega

The motherfucking saint

Lil Capital Bitch

Deji

Already know what the fuck we boutta do

You ain't ready for this

Let's get it

Say fuck your crew

We bring out troops

They make, they move

Hope to God they don't shoot

JK, I know all my niggas is cool

All bark, no bite

All my niggas gon' woof

Hella dogs, none of them goofy

Tit for tat, but bro, where is the boobie

Deji is too real, your bitch ass is 2D

Cameras out know we're making a movie

Say fuck your crew

We bring out troops

They make, they move

Hope to God they don't shoot

JK, I know all my niggas is cool

All bark, no bite

All my niggas gon' woof

Hella dogs, none of them goofy

Tit for tat, but bro, where is the boobie

Deji too real, your bitch ass is 2D

Your bitch ass is 2D

I am 4d

Your bitch started calling

She said that she want more D

I got her deep throatin' for a real G

I got her drip throttin' Chanel double C

None of you niggas be movin' like me

When I shoot, I don't miss like Kray

At the top of the key in my pockets

I got hella green

Real motion gang, you know we be pushin

P is evident

My energy's imminent

My delivery's excellent

When I rap is some other shit

Y'all cannot compare to this

Real lyricists

I'll take your bitch

Take some flicks, get her lit

Then hide the evidence

I'ma pass it to Judas

He don't need no reference

We lookin' for relevance

May Jesus repay our sins

Oh Lord

Amen

Call me Hudson

But really don't

Call me Hudson

Extra chromosome

Any pussy boy can pull up rhymes

But you can't lie if you fuck with my flow

Faggot ass crew be gettin' exposed

Cover it up but your ass is a clone

And you deny not that your cover is blown

They don't see that you don't got a backbone

Know you're a damn waste of testosterone

And my milestone is that I'm grown

As I go into the unknown

My whole tone, what's my wrist bone

Y'all sound the same

Y'all homophones

When you're all up on that microphone

You faggots fake like silicone

You use y'all as a stepping stone

Your dick hairs be on the overgrown

And underblown

Your girl beggin' me for the bone

Lookin' like unused hormones

On dead homes

We not one of your own

Hit with the stick but not of the stone

Your bitch ass is poor

You need it a lone

Y'all are trippin

Ethylhexadrone

Say fuck your crew

We bring out troops

They make, they move

Hope to God they don't shoot

JK, I know all my niggas is cool

All bark, no bite

All my niggas gon' woof

Hella dogs, none of them goofy

Tit for tat, but bro, where is the boobie

Deji is too real, your bitch ass is 2D

Cameras out know we're making a movie

Say fuck your crew

We bring out troops

They make, they move

Hope to God they don't shoot

JK, I know all my niggas is cool

All bark, no bite

All my niggas gon' woof

Hella dogs, none of them goofy

Tit for tat, but bro, where is the boobie

Deji too real, your bitch ass is 2D

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah we got my Brody Deji

Yeah we ride up when we ready

We got that aim

Yeah we steady

Got my homies

And we got aid

No way

Nah nah nah

I ain't talkin' bout Freddy

Yeah no mercury

I got my girl

I got a new Birkin bag

Don't hurt to ask

What that tag cost

Got my boys in the back

Flippin' them packs

Yeah I'm backed up

Got the cargo

Yeah we're locked in yeah Wells Fargo

Yeah were taking over the Fargo

Goin' hard like we Jack Harlow

She suckin' me off

Yeah she gonna swallow

Down em

Yeah

Gettin' that cash like we at the lotto

Get that money pronto

Yeah I don't know what I do

But I pull up in that Monte Carlo

This ain't no Chevy Silverado

Hunt you down like the man from Toronto

Yeah shoot my shit

They call me Lamello

Knock em out

Yeah they call me Canelo

Knock em

Yeah

Knock his brains out like Jell-O

Yeah you know what we're gonna do

Yeah ballin' like Jordan

Like we flowin' the coupe

Like we stay in the loop

Like we doin' donuts

Pressin' our luck

Give no fuck

Yeah no fuck

Yeah we all recharges

This ain't Xbox

Yeah we're dancing this tik tok

Ain't got no AP

Just a wristwatch

Ice

I ain't cocky

I ain't a hotshot

Yeah we hoppin' like it's Hopscotch

Yeah

Like triple four

I put that on the Lord

But wait

They say I got a bad demeanor

When I take my bathing ape to the cleaners

Got too much ice

I need a heater

Too cold

I'ma take this world

They call me a reaper

On the lookout

They call me a seeker

Watch them bars too hard

Now they ain't gettin' weaker

You is weak

You ain't got the weight

Pumpin

Unlike my nigga

VEGA on production

Hold up my nigga

We comin' back rushing

Like these niggas ducking

Like duck duck nigga fuck it we goose

You ain't pivot for the dough while we were lose

Tryna choke a nigga out in the noose

Swervin' too fast in a foreign coupe

We can't fly together

Different

Say fuck your crew

We bring out troops

They make, they move

Hope to God they don't shoot

JK, I know all my niggas is cool

All bark, no bite

All my niggas gon' woof

Hella dogs, none of them goofy

Tit for tat, but bro, where is the boobie

Deji is too real, your bitch ass is 2D

Cameras out know we're making a movie

Say fuck your crew

We bring out troops

They make, they move

Hope to God they don't shoot

JK, I know all my niggas is cool

All bark, no bite

All my niggas gon' woof

Hella dogs, none of them goofy

Tit for tat, but bro, where is the boobie

Deji too real, your bitch ass is 2D