FORTY Lyrics

Well, loyalty is important

Let me put it that way, loyalty is important

I mean that's the only code you need

Loyalty is the code

Kill strangers, protect friends, eat enemies

Forty, it be sticking out

Need a bougie lor bitch, lemme pick 'em out

Think what you went through hard? I seen bigger droughts

I just want me the cash took the bigger route

For you come for the gang, better think it out

We flick up on his block 'cuz he never out

He gon' post on the gram, ion care about

That's ok 'cuz we know 'bout his whereabouts

Ion care 'bout ya music, ain't bumping niggas

Shotty go back and forth when it's pumping niggas

I don't do all the fighting, we gunning niggas

You get smack wit the nine it leave lumps on Niggas

Like Tjay, bitch you know we Rey pop out

Tell by my name that we bringing them glocks out

Whole lotta G's inna band, we gon rock out

Whole lotta P's inna pan, bring the pots out

I say na, na, na, na

Man that bluffin shit ain't to amusing

I remember that day brodie lost his mind, 'cuz the pills he was steady abusing

And they keep trynna take me up off the line, so a young Nigga sticking to music

'Bout the circle, you know Imma go for mine, get the stick and you know I'mma use it

Hop out the vans wit' sum thirties and forties

We been the shit, nigga Rickie and Morty

A bitch getting mad 'cuz she think she important

I catch her a flight and she getting imported

Why do you talk about guns you ain't blowing?

Bitch you a whore and we already knowing

Been got the drop niggas already going

Pass me the uh, I be knowing what I'm doing

I gain me some weight when I'm already heavy

We putting holes in the opps when they say "ready"

We pop up in dreams Nigga call me lor Freddy

And Daylin stay ill, he gon' pop him a eddy

Pop one two times'll get 'em so litty

And Glizz say "ain't poppin' out without the mizzy"

I go by Lor Gwuapo, I carry a mitty

And you niggas talk to the P's for sum kitty

I been said them Niggas ain't fucking wit' me

Can't none of them do nothing wit' me

Ask for the price, I gave em fifty

Don't call my phone 'cuz I'm getting busy

Knock out his lights, pry leave 'em pissy

'Cuz we got sum shit, that's on top of sum shit and it's pry a

Forty, it be sticking out

Need a bougie lor bitch, lemme pick 'em out

Think what you went through hard? I seen bigger droughts

I just want me the cash took the bigger route

For you come for the gang, better think it out

We flick up on his block 'cuz he never out

He gon' post on the gram, ion care about

That's ok 'cuz we know 'bout his whereabouts

Ion care 'bout ya music, ain't bumping niggas

Shotty go back and forth when it's pumping niggas

I don't do all the fighting, we gunning niggas

You get smack wit the nine it leave lumps on Niggas

Like Tjay, bitch you know we Rey pop out

Tell by my name that we bringing them glocks out

Whole lotta G's inna band, we gon rock out

Whole lotta P's inna pan, bring the pots out