Conncect 4 Lyrics

Ayy, I'm finna just go in on this beat,

How the fuck you cook this up

Boy, you ain't never been no chef

If you was locked in when I was trappin

Then you know Lil 7even bless

Wipe me down, ain't talkin' napkin

When I step, might leave a mess

Told my choppa, hush

Ain't no regular one

It got suppressor

Ain't even had no bread

Try to give me head

Still couldn't get extra

Niggas tryna steal the swag

And be like me, they playin' dress up

I got two hobbies

Get money and roll up that pressure

I got good za

Smoke this shit right here

Start actin' special

She ain't even waste no time

Let me fold her ass just like a pretzel

You the type to follow rules

I always been a fuckin' rebel

Live my life up on the edge

Pray they don't have to get that shevel

Life go fast like the flash

Red and yellow

All black hoodie on

Covid mask, he from the ghetto

Move your pieces smart

Play the streets like it's connect four

Fuck a fade

An Fuck a elbow

You can catch a shell hoe

Been a bad ass jit

Since they had Adidas shell toe

Smokin' on a supermodel

This Marilyn Monroe

I can pop it all white

Like the fuckin' Pope

Tryna trap all night

My mama lock the door

How the fuck I'ma get it in

It is what it is

Cause I'm with the bros

50 cent couldn't even write our licks

If they were episodes

Once you hear that cock back

Somebody finna go

I'm that one light in the dark

Forever I'ma glow