4pm inna Yams Lyrics

I'm in Miami, you probably could hear the motherfucking water splashing in the background

I know a nigga with some bodies, know he going to hell

I know a bitch that did her body, still don't love herself

You gotta hit me on the Cash App, I can't do Zelle

Remember my momma gave me welps, hitting me with the belt

Shawty trying come for my wealth, hitting below the belt

Niggas ain't know I'm moving stealth, I ain't seen I'm felt

Woah, bitch, don't try to tell me bout myself, that shit ain't gone help

Come on, yeah, you ain't real, you counterfeit

Money watch it piling it, Tonka truck I'm driving it

Whip that bitch obnoxious, I was tell-

Ok I was trying to tell her she toxic, she ain't wanna believe me

Put her on her knees, now she saying that she need me

I was in the BNB, tryna watch Netflix on TV

She ain't wanna be with me, I told her you gone see it

Bitch, I feel like Michael, told baby girl to beat it

She want fucking write me, I ain't really with that tweeting

Close friends in the IG, she acting like a demon

Shawty said she like me, she ain't bout sucking that semen

I was on that freak shit, I was riding around vet dawg

Top down in that bitch, I got your bitch getting wet dawg

I might rent a Maybach, watch that bitch bounce like frog

I ain't really understand why nigga stopped trapping and start doing fraud

I was tryna make memory why she say, turn the camera off

Bitch don't understand why I be maxing, I be going hard

I don't really be bout talking bout action, yeah, I'm going off

I'ma turn that lame nigga to a fraction if he wanna talk

I got all this za up in this blunt I ain't gone pass it off

Live just like my paw, I see the same things that my daddy saw

Dick all in her jaw, took the condom off now I'm going raw

Life go up and down like a rollercoaster or see-saw

Dude just got veneers like fuck it we might punch his teeth out

She was acting queer, she tryna fuck another freak hoe

I know a nigga with some bodies, know he going to hell

I know a bitch that did her body, still don't love herself

You gotta hit me on the Cash App, I can't do Zelle

Remember my momma gave me welps, hitting me with the belt

Shawty trying come for my wealth, hitting below the belt

Niggas ain't know I'm moving stealth, I ain't seen I'm felt

Woah, bitch, don't try to tell me bout myself, that shit ain't gone help