The Final Four (feat. Joey Maurice, Quin NFN & BigXthaPlug)

What do you know about this masked character That's fine Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Soon as I took me a flight and I took me a risk I knew there was no looking back Invested my profit had zero in my pocket I got me a bag and got it off the packs Might find me on an island with a pile of wild women with me With a whole lot of za just trying to relax Might find me in the ag with big X with me With a beam and a mask and you already know the rest Might find me with the Cartis on wherever the party going Bitch I ain't white I'm a Mexican And I ain't drinking no alcohol I keep a white cup And what's in it if you taste is a blessing And I ain't never took a loss or took a lesson Keep a wood rolled ain't no stressin Don't pop fake percs you be looking like plessing Your block don't work mine got an erection Bitch I'm the man they said that we never could make it this far With this shit but look bitch here I am Cleanin shit up this that spic and that span Told Skottie we did it again Get this shit to go let's just stick to the plan I just made a grip off the scams Fucking my favorite little bitch off the gram Fuck all my oppers they making the millions I'm locking that drink in the Benz Plottin' on several ways to get paid with my mans Bitch I need that cake in my hands You ain't trying to get paper you can't be my mans Now there go that jealousy shit When I was busy showing niggas how to be a player I'm on my Bill Bellemins shit And they ain't buying all that shit you niggas said you heard Niggas ain't selling me shit And fuck votin' cause that shit ain't bout to save the burb Cause I got a felony bitch Believe half of what you see and none of what you heard Niggas ain't telling me shit Forever the game niggas really came up from the curb Soon as I walk in the door these bitch niggas know If they reach for my chain Imma blow I need me like 5 for a show if you got it let's go I knock out a fiend for a bowl This syrup I sip got me slow but I'm still quick to blow All this shit for the high not the low Told Exotic he rock and I roll Got my hood in control got it all off the zip and the pole From the B to the A we young gun We stay on the road If it ain't for the P's it's the show Got a bass for the day out with the bros You know thats the code in my mouth and my neck is on froze Bought this shit with grills at the store reppin 6 double O You ain't never been new check the score At my prom I was feeling like Bo got it all off a hoe That bitch shit been in me for sho If you didn't know bitch know you know I brought a opp in a grab bag Feen with a lighter Snuck in with a ladder Got drink in my bladder Throw G's like a packer My block a disaster I'm far from a rapper These niggas be quick to throw salt like a cracker I'm good in the place on the base like a batter He cappin' bout motion but claim he a trapper Sell cuties or verses it really don't matter I stab her and give the bitch back to the opposite Want me to wife but I already got a bitch Not in a Nike but checks what I gotta get She let me fuck off the blush of a compliment She say she confident I'm having too much money Forrest gump grab the pump dude running from me Want me to stay cuz her dude acting funny Actin' tough for a bitch but no dude not a dummy On God