Forty/Forty Lyrics

Okay, get the fuck out my spot, get the fuck out my space

You a freaky ho, so you can't stay up my place

Got a sneaky pole, but I keep it at my bro place

I think I'm finally sucker free, spin on the dread like I'm Booker T

Coldest on the stage, I got you sayin', damn, he cookin' me

Chains hangin' from my lil' man head, he Lil' Romeo

Brought a Drake and a forty for the boy it's OVO

Tryna put your words together, bitch, you like Rosetta Stone

Fuck around, then I fuck around, then I set the tone

I ain't no stepping stone, bitch, that weapon chrome

The fuck is wrong with Dogg, barking like he set the tone

Okay, get the fuck out my spot, get the fuck out my space

You a freaky ho, so you can't stay up my place

Got a sneaky pole, but I keep it at my bro place

I think I'm finally sucker free, spin on the dread like I'm Booker T

Coldest on the stage, I got you sayin', damn, he cookin' me

Chains hangin' from my lil' man head, he Lil' Romeo

Brought a Drake and a forty for the boy it's OVO

I see his head rock, damn, I guess my left connected

Jam you at the same spot, I'm takin' off your fuckin' necklace

Payin' for this water, bitch, you know that my sweat's expensive

Shootin' in the gym for my respect, so I get defensive

Okay, get the fuck out my spot, get the fuck out my space

You a freaky ho, so you can't stay up my place

Got a sneaky pole, but I keep it at my bro place

I think I'm finally sucker free, spin on the dread like I'm Booker T

Coldest on the stage, I got you sayin', damn, he cookin' me

Chains hangin' from my lil' man head, he Lil' Romeo

Brought a Drake and a forty for the boy it's OVO