4 in a Fanta (feat. GT & Philthy Rich)

Yeah, hey, hey

I'm a young ****, real ****, drug dealer

Damn, I'm sorry mama, I turned out to be a villian

Come fuck with us, or get fucked over ****

That's real shit, if you know me you gon' feel it

Play around with dogs and put my mind on a million

I can make a big bank roll, just chilling

Typa **** found a small town, make killings

These **** stealing my style, they my children

Fake tough **** calm down, I need real ones

I don't want to hear about a body, you ain't did it

Money ain't a thing if it's there go get it

Raised in a jungle, all I know is gorillas

Gotta stay alert, I can hear the snakes hissing

All the **** see is codeine when I'm pissing

When I come around these fuck boys, it's a difference

Bitches wanna blow me, Big Rex and my dinner

**** tryna be somethin' they not and ain't in em'

Losing like a bitch, fronts up like they winning

Got a mink vest with the hood for the winter

Make one call out to Cali and they send 'em

Hey, play the game safe, shit can get tricky

May 17th, race first week down at ****

This Tennessee trip, next week Mississippi

After that Atlanta, dirty Fanta or a sip

Then me and Ray hope out that IA, tell 'em light grey

Hustlin' over here, we used to struggle, now it's hot plates

Five hunnid degrees or a date on a block late

I can tell 'em **** ain't getting it 'cause his watch fake

Family over everything but put your money first

Fifteen hundred boobs and the bitch I know her stomach hurt

Being broke feel funny, I don't know nothing worse

And before I go back to that, you'll be in the dirt

If you scared got to church, be prepared for the worst

Got my hands on some worth, got out here and put in work

Used to get off  the chirp, up when the birds chirp

Up like a motherfucker, jumped in there head first

Faygo got a three up in me, he dropping all these foreigns

But they ain't weekly rented

Been baller, my jeweler, he highly recommended

That jeweler you shopping with, his license suspended

One karat stones in a bracelet, a **** taking shit

That's like me with a basic bitch

See I was taping bricks in and outta state with it

Yeah you was taking trips but on a buddy pass, bitch

In my hood, you gotta catch a body to be somebody

Yeah, he say he want pressure, we gon' see about it

Have you ever seen the meanest parked in the lobby?

Bitch, don't stand behind me, stand right beside me

Went out the last, only time I sip quality

It's a lot of hot shit running through my body

Hit the D with all my ice on, tuck a chain

See, see all these other rap **** lame

For real, all these other rap **** lame

Used to rob the plane with them thangs, ain't a damn thing change

Go to any hood, jump out and let my chain hang

Red and white supreme bandana, but I don't gang bang

I just set off traps with the roaches and the thots arrest

I done rode to Harlem by myself with a thousand pecs

All up in the club with them goons, where them bottles at?

Balenciaga hoodie on my back, costs a ounce of crack

Living like a king, but I'm gonna die a legend

Heard you **** worst nightmare is the diamond tester

Spend my rap money on the bag, that's a bright investment

Had Versace on head-to-toe when I got arrested

It was either get a job or learn how to stretch it

Let a pussy **** try to rob, out him on a stretcher

I can get you hit from across town, 'cause I got leverage

Woke up early, rolling out the pound of drank I ate for breakfast

Boy