Wednesday night we roll on 4s
Black alligator everywhere
They don't come out, you got to lift those doors
Tell the valet don't close on me them hoes up in the air
I bump screw in my ride
A six in a Mountain Dew over crushed ice
One tip without a crew, I'll be just fine
Been saving 22, AR on my side
Still shinin' like sunlight dipped in chrome
And I got a lot of money on my phone
If you ain't trying to pay me, leave me alone
Still grinding like right past
Trying to get my kids shit that I never had
You don't work you don't eat homie
Straight like that
Straight like that, trunk stay cracked
Tax stay fat
Turn heads, but never turn my back
Turn my partner on the paper, that's a no brainer
Got a shooter on retainer, that's my disclaimer
Riding candy on 4s is the Texas tradition
I been all around the world on a big old mission
Ain't no 401k, bro it ain't no pigeon
On a never-ending life quest to count up commission
And need I mention?
I never met a millionaire couch potato
Hard work on the agenda if you chasing paper
Long as diamonds still shining, I'll be trying to buy them
As long as Johnny make grills, I'll have a top and bottom
Fuck a bank got a pocket full of franks
They gon' put me in the grave with a sealed up pint
I pour up drank and roll up dank
All I know is get more bank and don't stop 'til I can't
Still shinin' baby
Still shinin' like sunlight dipped in chrome
And I got a lot of money on my phone
If you ain't trying to pay me leave me alone
Still grinding like right past
Trying to get my kids shit that I never had
You don't work you don't eat homie
Straight like that
Uh oh, guess who's bizzack?
Hot out the pot like A1 crack
Dope game over, blame Roper for that
Reincarnation of Pat, and got the hood on my back
They say I went broke, it ain't a hoe for the nigga
Muhammed Ali I rope a dope them nigga
'Cause real Gs pay dues
You ain't bever took a loss
You ain't never been a boss
Man for man, hand-to-hand
I went off for that soft
Got a line from amigo
And now I floss that Ross
Top down on the freeway
Hater give me leeway
I do it how a G play
Sipping on the ski taste
See the skyline when you enter the city
Thirty floors up high
I'm a baller hold the bizzack
Rollie tried to hold us down, but we ain't let them hold us back
Still
Still shinin' like sunlight dipped in chrome
And I got a lot of money on my phone
If you ain't trying to pay me, leave me alone
Still grinding like right past
Trying to get my kids shit that I never had
You don't work you don't eat homie
Straight like that
