4 AM (feat. Kid Fresco) - Noreh

(I-I-ISM) Rich talk, stick talk, bad bitch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss Suck my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk Pushin' this torque Whippin' the ride a [?] (Aye) Crib look like a resort (Aye) That wasn't always the story Daddy was doin' [?] and playin' down to fourth Barely was makin' the Ms and swinging in the Benz Jumpin' off the border deport This shit is sport Light up the front, it was bombs away Looking at the Rollie, it's time to play You still be bussin' from 9 to 5, now I could wake up any time of the day Aye, got so much money on mind Just with the sleeper woke up in a vault (Uh) Got 'em, new Louboutins Now money fall everywhere where lil baby walk Rich talk, stick talk, bad bitch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss Suck my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk My cup, I put mud in there Duckin' the shade with a Louis V bucket hat Niggas be lame and say we don't fuck with that Only talk paper, you never discussin' that Disgustin' the way I run that fuckin' bag If I say up then you know that we stuck with that Don't try me you fuck 'round and find out your luck is back Hit her from the back, shawty said that she lovin' it Big dog, left her with a limp walk Probably got a pill, talk Probably 'cause I'm him I keep ballin', I don't even need the gym Slam dunk on the Forgiato rims Big house, bitch, I'm living like a sims Kick a bitch out, get the boots, no Timbs Ain't talkin' about big amounts than I don't really hear Rich talk, stick talk, bad bitch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, she got a rich walk L-L-Look at that shit, I'm in Vegas Who the fuck is you playin' with? VVS on me, stainless 100K for the plane shit Every diamond, I can't let it slide Nigga, I need all of my payments Now we ain't on the same shit Rather rich than be famous (Oh) I rather put all my brothers on (Woo) We got came way to my brother home Long live the homies and another gone Pour out the bitch inside her home Hoppin' in the P1, ballin' like I'm D1 Nigga know the stylin' Never get a free one Money is the topic, you ain't gotta speak none I know what to say when the freaks come Rich talk, stick talk, bad bitch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss Suck my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk We gettin' straight to the bag Know they gon' hit when they brag All this shit that I never had I ain't even checkin' no tag Let me take care of the [?]

Let's do it (Yeah) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it) Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star) You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt) High as stars (Stars), okay Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay Okay, let's start (Yeah) I go hard Green Goyard (Yeah) Valencia Park, ayy My planet's Mars, ayy, but I'm the man up in this bitch I brought sand to the beach, brought Gucci sandals on that bitch (Yeah) Now you know who rolled the blunt, so don't be tamperin' with that shit (Woah) One more shot of '42 and she'll be dancing on that dick (Go) All them hoes with you like that shit, there's a Prancer in your clique (Hey) See what's dancing on my wrist (Wrist), this a Rollie, shit don't, bitch Let's do it (Yeah) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it) Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star) You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt) High as stars (Stars), okay Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay Okay, let's start, ayy (Let's go) Pullin' up in a Rolls Ghost (Uh), put it in park (Okay) Diamonds don't need no flash on it, they shine in the dark (In the dark) My shit bite, no bark (Bark) I'm talking 'bout big bite just like shark (Shark) These niggas never play they part They yellin', runnin' they mouth like narcs (Like narcs) Yeah, yeah, hold up, yeah I heard the pack just touched down, nigga, roll up (Roll some' up) She said she wanna lick me up and down like a Fruit Roll-Up Wherever I go to, they know us (Know us) 'Nother shot to the head, pour up (Throw up) I ain't never been scared Let's do it (Yeah, let's go) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it) Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star) You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt) High as stars (Stars), okay Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay Okay, let's start (Ayy, okay, let's start) We make all this shit happen with no love, ayy Came up out the dirt, nigga, with no dust, ayy Keep it G, the real ones always show love, ayy Ask around the city, yeah, they know cuz Ayy, run in the bank Running the game, don't fumble the flame (No) I'm comin' through, better stay in your lane (Ayy) You see the Z on the 'Vette, ain't the same (Skrrt) Call me Patrón, I'm the head of the game Give me a shot and I'm lettin' it bang (Bang) Talk to these bitches in nothin' but slang Couple of y'all and she dance in the rain (Ooh) I go hard with it, you just got hard feelings (Buster) They talk like star witness, I pull up in all my fitness Just tryna mind my business We blowin' blunts, no kisses (Mwah) Swim in that dough like fishes Watch how I do it Let's do it (Yeah) I go hard (I go hard) And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it) Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star) You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt) High as stars (Stars) Go fly to Mars (Mars) Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge) Okay, let's start Yeah, yeah, hold up (Hold up), yeah (Got it on smash) (Rocketship Shawty)

You light up another cigarette, And I pour the wine. It's four o'clock in the morning, And it's starting to get light. You light up another cigarette, And I pour the wine. It's four o'clock in the morning, And it's starting to get light. Here we go! Yeah! C'mon! Energy, energy g' gise, for the raving enterprise, MC, what day is it? I've lost my f*cking memory. The master mic enforcer, bass junky's what I am. I rock you on the dance floor, feel the noise - we got the jam. I got the classy swag, Now that's why I get flagged. More like a taxi cab, Where are the chicks to check? (down the floor) You light up another cigarette, And I pour the wine. It's four o'clock in the morning, And it's starting to get light. You light up another cigarette, And I pour the wine. It's four o'clock in the morning, And it's starting to get light. Yeah! Skibadee skibadee g' gise, I will never compromise, MC, what time is it? I've lost my f*cking memory. The master getting faster, no diggedy's who I am, That's why I paid the money, going mental and get the jam. I got the classy swag, Now that's why I get flagged. More like a taxi cab, Where are the chicks to check? (down the floor) You light up another cigarette, And I pour the wine. It's four o'clock in the morning, And it's starting to get light. I got the classy swag, Now that's why I get flagged. More like a taxi cab, Where are the chicks to check?