4X4

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh (ha, ha)

Four by four

I'm back on road (hey)

I'm back on go

Ooh-ooh-ooh (damn)

Four by four

We back in mode

Lil' bitch, we back for more

Ooh-ooh-ooh

I'm sippin' drugs

I ride my motorcycle, make her pussy pop (whoa)

I'm back conceited, and they got me feelin' Wock'

I snatch them bands up, they thought they had it lock (you ain't have shit, nigga)

(Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo)

Jump up on it, ride it, got lil' B vibin' (I popped a G5)

I break her cup down and this taste is so exotic

Drop a big deposit, bitch, I'm your autopilot

Ooh-ooh-ooh (ha, ha)

Four by four

I'm back on road (hey)

I'm back on go

Ooh-ooh-ooh (damn)

Four by four

We back in mode

Lil' bitch, we back for more

Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it up again

She get to chew on this dick like it's Doublemint

I'm runnin' this shit like a government (whoo)

I'm doin' too much

Told the bitch, "Sit down," she doin' too much

Niggas say they outside, gotta prove it to us

Them little bitty Glocks ain't movin' to us

Get rollin', nigga, I put ya in a blunt

Brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr, okay (ha-ha-ha)

She know too many rappers, get this bitch up out my face

Brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr, okay (ha-ha-ha)

She be fuckin' broke niggas, bitch ain't got no taste

But I got a ho' right now that can fuck me good and pour my drank (eat it up)

Her body must be recycled 'cause this bitch ain't got no waist (whoo)

The waist good, I'm gon' wife you, you can get that ring today

Pass my lean, baby, it's full lime green, baby (yee)

Ooh-ooh-ooh (ha, ha)

Four by four

I'm back on road (hey)

I'm back on go

Ooh-ooh-ooh (damn)

Four by four

We back in mode

Lil' bitch, we back for more

♪

Why these lil' niggas don't like me?

Why these lil' niggas don't like me?

I pulled up clean in the Harley

Then I snatched off 'cause I'm way too cocky

I'm fuckin' this, fuckin' this, stained my shirt

Oh, damn, it stained my white tee (damn)

Thank God my son an Aquemini

He was way too close to a Pisces

(I pull up in a Maybach truck, in the three hunnid inside, nigga, it's a sight see)

If any nigga out here got a problem with the Don

I swear to God, nigga, you could fight me

I'm fuckin' this, fuckin' this, stained my shirt

Oh, damn, it stained my white tee

And they playin' with the choppa, I'll cut a motherfucker

I'm movin' like a young Pooh Shiesty