4PM in New York Lyrics

I need a bag and I need it Fast I gotta go get to the cash

These niggas is mad cuz they got no cash they tryna keep me back in last

I smell like Dior she all on my body so you know she gon let me smash

Can't let them get past I'm making some plays for the my team know

I ball like Steve Nash

My foot on the gas, I said you can't past, you gotta catch me when I dash

I can't trust them snakes in the grass

They tryna me stab me in back

You want smoke don't get turned to a pack

I got talent I know I can't slack

Love the cheddar but I hate the rats

Making it out ain't no regular task

Go up like a rocket I'm ready to blast

She throwing it back so I'm smacking her ass

I'm feeling like bane when I'm breaking her back

You dripped in designer still stuck in the trap

Diamonds they keeping me cool

I keep a small circle i watch how I move

You dropping few bands on some shoes now

You don't got money when rent really due

Stacking money I'm getting the blues

It's me versus you who you think she gon choose?

Hungry nigga got something to prove

I'm grinding to win cuz I hate when I lose

Drip straight water but I got the juice

Niggas hating can't do what I do

Fighting pain but they ain't have a clue

Say you love me then show me it's true

Shining bright like a light bulb

She can't wait to suck me she just wanna blow like a fuse

And the team getting money

We getting the bread and we stacking it up like some Jews

And I know my potential is higher than high

Cuz it's going up straight through the roof

And I'm focused on money and making this music

But soon I might cop me a coupe

Just keep it a buck if you lying to me

Then that means that you scared of the truth

Know some niggas that ball but don't hoop

Getting money is all that they do

Get it active at this party

Get it jumping like Jeff Hardy

Ain't text back I'm smacked I'm sorry

Smoking gas like Rastafaris

Know I flex like playboy carti

Think she good I know she naughty

Snakes blend in with everybody

I can't really trust nobody

Get it active at this party

Get it jumping like Jeff Hardy

Ain't text back I'm smacked I'm sorry

Smoking gas like Rastafaris

Know I flex like playboy carti

Think she good I know she naughty

Snakes blend in with everybody

I can't really trust nobody

I need a bag and I need it Fast I gotta go get to the cash

These niggas is mad cuz they got no cash they tryna keep me back in last

I smell like Dior she all on my body so you know she gon let me smash

Can't let them get past I'm making some plays for the my team know

I ball like Steve Nash

My foot on the gas, I said you can't past, you gotta catch me when I dash

I can't trust them snakes in the grass

They tryna me stab me in back

You want smoke don't get turned to a pack

I got talent I know I can't slack

Love the cheddar but I hate the rats

Making it out ain't no regular task