Intro By NLE Choppa

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[Intro]
This Big 4X
I'll have Fat Dave come smack a n***a on GP
Turn it up, Trap
f**k
It’s four times, ha, it's four times
Four times
I got 20 on my beat
 
[Verse]
These n***as don't rap what they livin’ (Facts)
But it sounds good, I admit it (Cap)
n***as can't even come out in they city (Ha-ha)
But still, they want smoke, no, n***a, quit it
Better watch what you say when you spittin'
Or speakin' on Stunna, bout him it gets wicked (Come here)
I ain't finna give no little rapper attention
These n***as can't do it like me, I'm the illest (Get 'em outta here)
That Lil’ n***a go BAPE, gorilla, uh
It’s big four times, I'm the top dog (Four times)
You ain’t never knock no opp off (f**k)
You ain't even got yo own iron, dog (We cap)
These n***as on d**k, hop-off
Hot, they mad 'cause I overlapped y'all (Go)
I ain’t even try outrap y'all (Yeah)
Y'all n***as can't even rap, dog (Uh)
b*t*h, I'm the sh*t, I know you know this (Ooh)
She rides the d**k, roller coaster (Thot-thot)
That Lil' n***a dope, I'm overdosin' (Dope)
Own Dracos and Glocks, he wants smoke, we blow it
These n***as don't be at my shows (Uh)
They be on the net under posts (b*t*h)
Slime doin' bad, gross (Slime)
He gets hit with that fire and starts callin' for holy ghost (Ha-ha)
Turn me up, Trap
Make sure they hear me in the back (Ha)
n***a touch me, I'm droppin' some racks on his head
My Lil' n***a bringin' it back (b*t*h)
I ain't internet cappin' with rappers that's put up
But swear that they livin' like that (Ha)
Whole-time they wanna be me (f**k)
I'm a big dog, you n***as pee-wees (Uhh)
I ride with that G-G (Ah)
I ain't wifin' that thot, she a fifi (Uh)
I'm a man whore like Stevie (Yeah)
J and that K stay with me, please believe me
n***as ain't know sh*t when they see me (Uh)
n***a probably wanna give me his CD (Ha-ha)
Stunna go dumb, re-retarded
With that Glock, I'll leave a n***a six feet (Haa)
Or I'll have bruh and them, go beat a n***a tipsy (pu**y)
Smack the sh*t out a n***a like Nipsey
I'm strapped when I come to your city
This Lil b*t*h just like, "Pick me
Stunna, I wanna go home with you and go freak freak"
That little b*t*h a thot, eat-eat
She goin' hard, she pops hella E, E (Ooh)
Uh, uhh
b*t*h, this is the intro (Four times)
n***a touch Stunna and he gets smoked
Slide down your block, my boys hang out the window
My Lil' n***as creep, tip-toe
I'm goin' up so I keep a stick close
We got more gas than a Citgo
More shots than the army, we blowin' big smoke (What)

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