4Pf Like Baby (feat. Stunna 4 Vegas) - Hotboii

I just bought me a brand new whip (skrrt-skrrt) Just cop me some brand new chains (brand new chains) Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Rollie on my wrist) Just cop me four new rings Fuck nigga, no, I don't need credit (fuck nigga, no, I don't need) I deliver it all in cash (all in cash) Anything I want, I can buy (I want I can buy) Left the mall with all these bags (all these bags) I just bought me a brand new whip (skrrt-skrrt) Just cop me some brand new chains (brand new chains) Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Rollie on my wrist) Just cop me four new rings Fuck nigga, no, I don't need credit (fuck nigga, no, I don't need) I deliver it all in cash (all in cash) Anything I want, I can buy (I want I can buy) Left the mall with all these bags (all these bags) I just bought a new Glock with a leg on it (fah-fah) Then I went and bought a brand new Drac' I'll pop out in that brand new shit (uh-huh) You'll get stepped on in some brand new J's (pussy) Lil' bro tryna spend again and again, he say he full of rage (uh-huh) I coulda spent a bag on the opps, but I said "Fuck it" and went and spent it with Johnny Dang (cash) That lil' nigga dope, cocaine (dope) I'm hot like the top of the stove (uh) I ain't finna lay with no ho (uh-uh) I put dick in her mouth, make her take off her clothes (uh, uh) I won't go back and forth with no rap nigga (fuck) My lil' homie gon' strike him for sure (get him out of here) Yeah, I'm catching flights with my pole I'm a wolf with a nigga, it's smoke, let's go (bitch) I just brought a brand new scatpack (skrrt) Pulled off with no mileage I ain't trippin' 'bout brand new beef Bitch, I got cash to buy brand new bodies (on gang) It's up there, then leave it there, bitch He say it's on me, I won't dodge him (nope) It's wartime, they slidin' For Four Times, they itchin' to catch a homi' (Four Times) I just bought me a brand new whip (skrrt-skrrt) Just cop me some brand new chains (brand new chains) Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Rollie on my wrist) Just cop me four new rings Fuck nigga, no, I don't need credit (fuck nigga, no, I don't need) I deliver it all in cash (all in cash) Anything I want, I can buy (I want I can buy) Left the mall with all these bags (all these bags) I just bought me a brand new whip (skrrt-skrrt) Just cop me some brand new chains (brand new chains) Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Rollie on my wrist) Just cop me four new rings Fuck nigga, no, I don't need credit (fuck nigga, no, I don't need) I deliver it all in cash (all in cash) Anything I want, I can buy (I want I can buy) Left the mall with all these bags (all these bags) Fuck nigga, no, I don't need credit (no credit) I'd rather have it all in cash (all in cash) We smokin' on brand new opps (brand new opps) We smokin' on hella gas (hella gas) Young rich nigga, I'm livin' too fast (vroom) Foot on the gas, I pray I don't crash (don't crash) Hellcat ridin', I'm doin' the dash (vroom) Reckless lil' nigga, I'ma show 'em my ass Diamonds drippin' hard, nigga know that I'm stylin' (I'm stylin') Amiri jeans with the glide, sittin', I'm wildin' Alexander McQueen, I don't need no stylist (no stylist) That Draco act evadin' the way it be hidin' 30 thousand in my mouth but I don't really like smilin' Won't fuck with that ho, that bitch too childish That ho too basic, my bitch, she a model If it ain't 'bout a dollar, then done come around me (bitch) I just bought me a brand new whip (skrrt-skrrt) Just cop me some brand new chains (brand new chains) Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Rollie on my wrist) Just cop me four new rings Fuck nigga, no, I don't need credit (fuck nigga, no, I don't need) I deliver it all in cash (all in cash) Anything I want, I can buy (I want I can buy) Left the mall with all these bags (all these bags) I just bought me a brand new whip (skrrt-skrrt) Just cop me some brand new chains (brand new chains) Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Rollie on my wrist) Just cop me four new rings Fuck nigga, no, I don't need credit (fuck nigga, no, I don't need) I deliver it all in cash (all in cash) Anything I want, I can buy (I want I can buy) Left the mall with all these bags (all these bags)

Fuck a hoe, I'll go jack off I ain't used to eat, sleep, or shit 'til I got that pack off Bread on his head, nigga got bald I told my steppa, call me when he dead on the Asphalt Bitch, this a big body Benz when I scratch off I won't even let my friends buy a trackhawk Hear the last nigga he killed, he did it mask off Before you lil' niggas go spin, take the tags off Oops, who that is? That's a bad broad, yeah She act like she love me, I told her, "That's cap, dawg" In love with guns before girls, that's my dad fault Touch me, I'll give you head start, blow ya ass off She say my name, she gon' put some respect on it Got a lil' bit of ass and some neck on her I'm paid, she want me to spend a lil' check on her But I'ma scratch off in that Vette on her I put up the static, went CAT on 'em Fat mouth, and I put a lil' dead on 'em Stretch one I won't diss 'em, I come step on 'em As soon as he come out, they stank 'em Park the whip, we be hopping out cranking They like 4x, and Baby back blanking Where I'm from, it go down like an anchor Murder for hire, my niggas be anxious Put the pin on the fin, I'ma spank 'em I hug the lil' hoe and she fainted Burn his ass, nigga ended up planking (bitch-ass dying nigga) I pull up all black, and I'm strapped on these niggas Niggas killas in their rap songs We the ones really stepping, dare you act wrong, lil' nigga The blogs be hating, want me black-balled Ain't hit the motherfucking lott'o, but I'm having beaucoup of them Ms in the bank Like the motherfucking Jackball Type to hustle so hard, had to stop and thank God Turned it off for 6 months, now I'm back on I'll air this bitch out and go back home Then go sit in the bed with my baby And let her watch goo-goo-ga-ga on my trap phone I'll be lost without her, that's my backbone Young nigga turnt up, and then he got rich, ain't it? On top of that, both my BMs with the shit, ain't it All you green ass niggas, turn it down, you can save it I was riding 'round the city selling pounds before I made it I finessed the whole world, then they found out 'bout DaBaby Pink slips, got 15 cars, no payment Cheap shit, I sold it all, they would take it Freak bitch, she lick the balls, she go baby Eat his dick, kick her out if she basic, tweak shit She drink it all with no chaser, creep shit We tryna find out where he staying, all week bitch We out there from night 'til a.m Fuck that hoe, I'll go jack off Fuck a fist fight, bitch, we tryna have a stand off He M.I.A., knock his man off Baby gave me the rock like a handoff Then I ran it up quick, whenever we do it, we doing it big Shawty headbutting my lap, whenever she do it, I'm pulling her wig I spent some racks on a 'fit, put some racks on his hat, they removing his lid Nigga spazzed, nigga, you and ya kids Turn this shit up before, time to do it again Billion Dollar Baby, nigga, fuck you talking 'bout?

I put my life in a verse so they listen I jumped in head first, I ain't panic Sometimes when I'm geeked, pop a Perky when I'm landing They see all these racks, ain't put in work but wanna spend it Know a boss could take a loss, but I be hating to lose I fall back man, I got 10K in the booth Do this for my lil' son, I'm gone make it for you Like a chef to the table, I be bringing the food Care how far where you are, I'm gone make it to you I told momma dye her hair 'cause no more grey's coming through Never thought I reroute and that's crazy to you 'Cause it was crazy to me how I was crazy for you Now I'm on to better things Pop shit, I'm sizzling Young nigga came from nothing Now I own everything, everything And I'm tryna shop what you got Everything, everything Still be asking God, why? He let it rain everyday I put my life in a verse so they listen I jumped in head first, I ain't panic Sometimes when I'm geeked, pop a Perky when I'm landing They see all these racks, ain't put in work but wanna spend it Know a boss could take a loss, but I be hating to lose I fall back man, I got 10K in the booth Do this for my lil' son, I'm gone make it for you Like a chef to the table, I be bringing the food Yo, Momma, I'm sorry, know you don't like I keep the flair with me Just bear with me, I get caught lacking, ain't no sparing me Hoe can't no wedding ring, ain't no forever we 4-Trey 8, I still be in the hills like it's Beverly You see I'm tryna shine but look it's cloudy 'cause the rain here Got me writing letters to the rain, I'm like rain deer I meant, dear rain, you know what I'm saying, it's the same shit I go away to make the pain clear, done took off in a spaceship I put my life in a verse so they listen I jumped in head first, I ain't panic Sometimes when I'm geeked, pop a Perky when I'm landing They see all these racks, ain't put in work but wanna spend it Know a boss could take a loss, but I be hating to lose I fall back man, I got 10K in the booth Do this for my lil' son, I'm gone make it for you Like a chef to the table, I be bringing the food

(Ayy, Heavy turn the beat up, though) (MK get that shit up then) I'm foreign whip riding I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest) I was born broke now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying) I came from below now my limits the sky (my limits the sky) They knew I was him don't need no bitch to remind me I'm foreign whip riding I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest) I was born broke now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying) I came from below now my limits the sky (my limits the sky) They knew I was him don't need no bitch to remind me Nigga if you ever see your dreams go catch them Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her I remember sleeping in the car no house then Got a house sleeping on the floor no mattress You can't even imagine I ran it up the fastest To the fact that we used to be poor it don't matter In the pink jays when it rain pour no Channel No Santa had to get it out the mud with no manners New friends, no never They want in I won't let them 'Cause the feds on my trail I'm in the field with no hammer Know the rats they gon' tattle the snakes they gon' rattle The fake they go blast shoot 'em up And so where you get a lil' revenue it can dismantle you In ways you never knew yeah I gave niggas hands they could never get up These niggas move backwards they telling a front Heard he got a thing for them girls with a butt Let that ho pick his brain then we turn him to runts Roll that boy up on stage it's three five in the blunt Now my checks come sporadic any time of the month And you know a rat they gon' rat on them son The snake and I'm sure they gon' rat on us son And you know a rat they gon' rat on them son The snake and I'm sure they gone rat on us son I'm living my life, who's to say I'm living wrong? I don't even know why these niggas on my flow I know that it's fire like I rapped in the stove They know when it's hot every rap hit your soul Like a shirt turn a opp to a merch this a stick shift Clip I can flip it in reverse Trying to say it's my prime but I know my worth Only fuck on the finest I'm foreign whip swerving (swerve) I'm foreign whip riding I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest) I was born broke now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying) I came from below now my limits the sky (my limits the sky) They knew I was him don't need no bitch to remind me I'm foreign whip riding I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest) I was born broke now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying) I came from below now my limits the sky (my limits the sky) They knew I was him don't need no bitch to remind me Nigga if you ever see your dreams go catch them Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her I remember sleeping in the car no house then Got a house sleeping on the floor no mattress You can't even imagine I ran it up the fastest To the fact that we used to be poor it don't matter In the pink jays when it rain pour no Channel No Santa had to get it out the mud with no manners

Ayy If you ain't got no cake, then that ho ain't gon' listen Everything change when you get some change, Everything go different (I just got That Runtz, Runtz pack got my eyes low) Everything that they say that I can't, did it If you got dawgs in the gate, send it Niggas talkin' 'bout smoke, roll up, hit it My price for a show goin' up, ceiling If you ain't got cake, then she ain't gon' listen When you gettin' change, everything go different Hate bein' down, I couldn't wait to be winnin' I been 'bout my grind, I ain't makin' no limits I don't even wait, I be chasin' the millions (Chasin' the millions) Yeah, please record me, I ain't finished (I ain't finished) Can you record me for a lil' minute? (For a lil' minute) Yeah, if she want Dior, she can get it (Dior, she can get it) Swing sticks in the field, we ain't got no inning (Got no inning) And I'm playin' with these bands and They not gon' finish (Not gon' finish) I don't even plan on catchin' no feelings (Catchin' no feelings) One night, want you just for one If I do somethin' for you, did it just because Breakin' all these bitches' hearts just for fun Yeah, I make this music 'cause this somethin' that I love You ain't heard, that's how these niggas die, be actin' tough I'm the right one for it, everybody know it And gang gon' ride when it go down Tear the streets up, better know lil' Hot Got a stick every time that I ride by Got the grim reaper right here on my side He be ready to put a nigga in the sky I done got right, now you ready to ride I'm keepin' it real, I ain't tellin' you lies I cannot make this up, all this shit been on my mind I gave a lot of that shit up, I put so much on the line And I've been runnin' with the gang, don't care if they wrong or right I gotta keep a poker face, though I won, I still don't smile Everything that they say that I can't, did it If you got dawgs in the gate, send it Niggas talkin' 'bout smoke, roll up, hit it My price for a show goin' up, ceiling If you ain't got cake, then she ain't gon' listen When you gettin' change, everything go different Hate bein' down, I couldn't wait to be winnin' I been 'bout my grind, I ain't makin' no limits I don't even wait, I be chasin' the millions (Chasin' the millions) Yeah, please record me, I ain't finished (I ain't finished) Can you record me for a lil' minute? (For a lil' minute) Yeah, if she want Dior, she can get it (Dior, she can get it) Swing sticks in the field, we ain't got no inning (Got no inning) And I'm playin' with these bands and They not gon' finish (Not gon' finish) I don't even plan on catchin' no feelings (Catchin' no feelings) One night, want you just for one Oh, want you just for one Want you just for one night, ayy, I won't come back High speed on the jakes, get away with quickness Nah, babygirl, I ain't catchin' no sentence Everything that they say that I can't, did it If you got dawgs in the gate, send it Niggas talkin' 'bout smoke, roll up, hit it My price for a show goin' up, ceiling If you ain't got cake, then she ain't gon' listen When you gettin' change, everything go different Hate bein' down, I couldn't wait to be winnin' I been 'bout my grind, I ain't makin' no limits I don't even wait, I be chasin' the millions (Chasin' the millions) Yeah, please record me, I ain't finished (I ain't finished) Can you record me for a lil' minute? (For a lil' minute) Yeah, if she want Dior, she can get it (Dior, she can get it) Swing sticks in the field, we ain't got no inning (Got no inning) And I'm playin' with these bands and They not gon' finish (Not gon' finish) I don't even plan on catchin' no feelings (Catchin' no feelings) One night, want you just for one

(Trill, where the fuck you at?) Just like Luther King, bitch, I had a dream I guess it came true, now it's fuck up my jeans Did what I had to do, I'm fulfilling my needs Locked up, only place I was going was sleep Hot how you feel in that cell, that composition, notebook and that pen Nigga locked down, you ain't got no friends Nigga locked down, you ain't got no bitch They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands I cut my EM, come and catch me, you can't I told my momma, 'I ain't going to jail no more' And I did that shit again I feel them people don't want me to win I know where I been, I could never forget To remind me, I take a look at my jit, spread my wings And they don't want me in the wind Hotboii cinematic everything he shot gon' get premiered All I want, for niggas know not to play with me, I don't wanna be feared How you want smoke, but, you ain't got no funds All you do is post guns, that shit weird Runnin' with the K, lil' nigga, I could coach ya' Do it for the culture, cause I'm that real I had a dream like Luther Dreamed that I had ten hoes in my bed Dreamed I had caught a R.I.C.O. Dreamed I got away from them feds Long live the King of Illinois You can't say the 'V' without 'Roy' It feel like a dream without snoring Glock .23 don't mean Jordan See how I was venting It was just my pen and composition I didn't want to trust these women, following my intuition Bottled up my inner feelings, until I explode We got water bed for wet dreams, I don't want to be woke Just like Luther King, bitch, I had a dream I guess it came true, now it's fuck up my jeans Did what I had to do, I'm fulfilling my needs Locked up, only place I was going was sleep Hot how you feel in that cell, that composition, notebook and that pen Nigga locked down, you ain't got no friends Nigga locked down, you ain't got no bitch They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands I cut my EM, come and catch me, you can't I told my momma, 'I ain't going to jail no more' And I did that shit again I feel them people don't want me to win I know where I been, I could never forget To remind me, I take a look at my jit, spread my wings And they don't want me in the wind I be sipping, I don't get drunk no more I don't even be wantin' to give a fuck no more I be drinking out the bottle, like my cup was broke Got a crush on Parmesan, I can't love no 'ho Can't love no more I don't got love for most Heart so cold I don't got love for folk You already know it, you know