4 Way

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, uh-huh Yeah-yeah, with my nigga Matutè in the studio like, for real I really just live in luxury and shit, you know It's regular, yeah [Chorus] I wake up in a telly, finna get breakfast in bed When I open my eyes, my little baby give me head I lost my nigga, it made me focus, stopped shedding them tears I just know if I pray to god it ain't no time to have no fear I been switching to the Benz and the Porsche all year Finna slit my wrist, I wanna cut it next year 'Cause the ice on my teeth damn near chandelier And my bitch said she want a four-way, aw, damn [Verse] Poof, I can make these bitches come out like magic Don't try to play, my niggas really with the frantics Twenty ounce steak, rich taste my habit My bitch bad as hell, mm, I ain't mad at it Yeah, I know all these niggas wanna splash in it You can't hit even if you had a bag with it My bitch thick and she lit, she having it XD on the side, in the bag nigga I can make it lit though It take a lot to live this Rockstar mental I don't need a blue check, I been official I put in work you gotta make it beneficial Life ahead, tell me what you wanna get into Took her out to Fleming's, yeah, I'm the big dude Casamigos with the Clicquot, finna mix two No, we can't link if you can't Rick, fool Bop, stop if you ain't giving top Finna spin the Benz out of lot, I'm the don 'Bout to be in prime time little nigga, hold on Dodgers just won, so I'ma take this bitch home I be in her brain, man, I love the bitch dome I need Cartier two-tone, Perignon Lil' ho, bye-bye, you gone have to carry on You ain't in the mix don't contact my phone Bad bitches back-to-back in and out of my shows You can be in your lane 'cause I'm in a different road Yeah, that's how I roll Feel like WC, yeah, I got hoes Different area codes running in my phone If my bitch don't want you it's a no Bruce Lee, bitch, you gone have to kick the door Worried 'bout knots, we gone save bankroll [Chorus] I wake up in a telly, finna get breakfast in bed When I open my eyes, my little baby give me head I lost my nigga, it made me focus, stopped shedding them tears I just know if I pray to god it ain't no time to have no fear I been switching to the Benz and the Porsche all year Finna slit my wrist, I wanna cut it next year 'Cause the ice on my teeth damn near chandelier And my bitch said she want a four-way, aw, damn [Post-Chorus] Poof, I can make these bitches come out like magic, yeah, uh Poof, I can make these bitches come out like magic My bitch said she want a four-way, aw, damn [Chorus] I wake up in a telly, finna get breakfast in bed When I open my eyes, my little baby give me head I lost my nigga, it made me focus, stopped shedding them tears I just know if I pray to god it ain't no time to have no fear I been switching to the Benz and the Porsche all year Finna slit my wrist, I wanna cut it next year 'Cause the ice on my teeth damn near chandelier And my bitch said she want a four-way, aw, damn [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, aw, damn My bitch said she want a four-way, aw, damn Yeah, yeah I can make these bitches come out like magic I can make these bitches— Poof, I can make these bitches come out like magic Bitch said she want a four-way, aw, damn Yeah, yeah I can make these bitches come out like magic