FOURTY 2WO Lyrics

Aye

Alright

Yea

Look

Sliding like we Jackie

Yea we Robinson

And I be picky with my women

Want the finest one

And I keep 8 of em on my side

I'm in an octagon

She asked me what's up in my pants

Must be a glock or some

You know Faded and I'm shaded

I went pop or some

You know the whole gang fly

We like a flock of some

And yea the niggas on my trail

Just like a rock or some

She calling me that little name

Like I'm her pops or some

Aye Catch me rapping on the stage

Or probably walking a runway

Said she like long sex

Made her come quick like Monday

She like my attitude

My demeanor and Fung sway

I ain't with the childish games

But see the gang like gun play

She got to sugar daddy

What he give

I get half

I control how she move

You'll think I'm the staff

This rehearsal

This a warmup

I'm perfecting my craft

He Tried to ride on the wave

And got knocked off his raft

See I'm the same old nigga

But I rap now

I Whipped it out hit the bitch raw

Gave her the snack down

Aye where the cheese

Cause you know that I'm a Mac now

I heard what you did

Mmmhhmmm man you rat now

You a pussy with a gun

Little girl put that strap down

You hear the Aye after the Neefes

Yea I like that sound

If you see me

Just know gang up in the background

At first she told me no

But now she wants to sit in my lap now

Sliding like we Jackie

Yea we Robinson

And I be picky with my women

Want the finest one

And I keep 8 of em on my side

I'm in an octagon

She asked me what's up in my pants

Must be a glock or some

You know Faded and I'm shaded

I went pop or some

You know the whole gang fly

We like a flock of some

And yea the niggas on my trail

Just like a rock or some

She calling me that little name

Like I'm her pops or some

I cougar with a jag

But she ride me like a hellcat

Neef cooking up again

Oh my god do you smell that

Crime scene at the beach

Man I'm like damn where the shells at

Fendi on a test day

Damn I know Imma fail that

I pulled up like a diaper

On they ahh like a rash

Sick of being broke

Vaccinated by cash

I like posing for the hoes

Catch me in the flash

This a money race

And I'll be damn I'm coming in last

It's hot as fuck you in a hoodie

Nigga show me your badge

You know I'm hotter than the sun

I should've played with Steve Nash

I'm in that hoe just like a bank

Her private part is the stash

Might cop a crib up in the desert

Drinking hen out a flask