504 Lyrics

It's irrelevant niggas just be talking I ain't trying to talk

Big Balenciagas they some runners but it's hard to walk

Staying down, that's gone get her ass and some titties bought

Laying round, ain't gone make a penny I don't know what you thought

Gotta get up off your ass and go get it

You dreaming 'bout that check, another nigga finna spend it

Say stop dreaming and just do it, all them other niggas did it

You can't step up in my white lows nigga you can't fit em

I been locked in screaming fuck the haters I don't care

Put a gram up in your blunt Im putting KD in the air

Hotboxed the car and made it hot thought I put 4s up in the rear

Hear the gas and cologne now I got all the hoes staring

Clean up real nice, went and scrubbed the hate off

I had to see the ass clearly so I went and took the shades off

Rags to riches no I cannot ever take a day off

Hating on another

That shit wont pay off

I know they tired of hearing that I only talk cash nigga

But if you don't then you ain't really in yo bag nigga

My shorty calling saying baby where you at

With the guys now I'm on my way pull up in something fast nigga

He fell in love with that lil hoe and now he sending threats

Told him I don't know her but me and foe nem know she getting stretched

I cant fuck late night, only get the neck

Cause if you do yo job right, you gone be sleeping in a mess

Living fast, fast cash

In that 504 with a bad bitty ass fat

Can't be fucking with bad energy can't even match that

Know the Ps come for the low, I told foe nem tax that

She a Bad bitch wear the bob like Dora

Take her back to the telly and explore her

Into astrology she say she fucking with my aura

She fucking with my aura

On the road and then i'm gliding, late night riding

Hit da gas it get to sliding and i'm puffing on exotic

If she need it then I got it, when it come to shit I pop it

Wear a poncho in my close, I be dripping I be drowning

Stop that goofy shit you finna make me lose my high

I'm on Stony or Gentilly when I'm trying to catch a vibe

I'm in Nola, I'm in Cali, or I'm either I'm the Chi

In the stu cutting up might get rich off some rhymes