4'S UP! Lyrics

Me and bro pull up expensive fashion

Me and bro pull up

Me and bro pull up

Me and bro pull up expensive fashion

Me and bro pull up expensive fashion

Me and bro pull up in buku fast shit

Eddie in the back he rolling gas bitch, Huh

When my bitch throw it back she got that fat shit

Dicking that bitch down

She keep coming back

Dicking that bitch down

I'm all up in her back

She keep trying to run from me i'm pulling this bitch tracks

Me and my bitch like Bob and Whitney We don't do no crack though

Me and my bruddas, spin shit creeping through your back door

Please don't fucking try shit, bitch we never lack hoe

Chilling with the gang bitch you know how that shit go

BITCH WE THROW THEM 4's UP

4.0 they know us, that bitch wanna blow us

One day we gon' blow up, selling out them shows yea

Pulling out them poles, best believe we finna blow em'

Pull out buku racks best believe we finna show em'

R.I.P my cousin D, I can't believe they stole him

Rest and Peace my nigga, yea he was a fuckin soldier

FREE all the guys yea they did my bruddas bogus

(Me and Bro pull up expensive fashion)

(Me and Bro pull up in buku fast shit)

(Eddie in the back he rolling gas bitch)

(When my bitch throw it back she got that fat shit)

Dicking that bitch down

She keep coming back

Dicking that bitch down

I'm all up in her back

She keep trying to run from me i'm pulling this bitch tracks

Me and my bitch like Bob and Whitney We don't do no crack though

Me and my bruddas, spin shit creeping through your back door

Please don't fucking try shit, bitch we never lack hoe

Chilling with the gang bitch you know how that shit go

BITCH WE THROW THEM 4's UP

(Rock Expensive Clothes Yep)

BITCH WE THROW THEM 4's UP

(Rock Expensive Clothes Yep)

BITCH WE THROW THEM 4's UP

(Rock Expensive Clothes Yep)

4.0 They Know Us

4.0 They Know Us

(Rock Expensive Clothes Yep)