Baby C4 - C4 Flow, Pt. 2
One year in, Feel like a vet i been making these hits all year
But ain't hop on no shit like this
Shit on these niggas they talking bout motion but you know my diamond be looking like piss
I spin the ben for hop in the booth ima drop me a body ain't dropping no diss
Say that you know me but bitch that was back in the day niggas lately been feeling like wick
Came from the bottom so you know that shit in my cup all the time that shit mud
Hit from the back swear that shit was a lake ima smack on her ass now it's causing a flood
Niggas be sliding on atv's we stained they tees them niggas on drugs
Unload the 50 that bitch it got power im feeling cane im seeking for blood
Niggas be screaming that gang shit, You know we all on the same shit
Difference is we really bang shit,
All you niggas be talking that lame shit
Aye i'm back in that mode, im back on they ass, I'm back on that fuck shit
Got a switch on this motherfucking blick ima shoot at his top and i bet he won't duck this
Had to turn up this bitch ona code, I just spent like 3 bands ona coat
Niggas talking bout bidness i handle it
Fuck around ima take out his soul
Ain't no nigga gon speak on c4,
If he do ima up all the smoke
Turn around all he saw was the draco Aiming right at his motherfucking dome
I keep niggas who drill on my roster, Grab the blick ima shoot at his mata
I'm the one who gon pull up in broad day spray at they tint caught a opp at the wawa
We ain't toting no water guns shit official i bet we gon slide cha cha
Drop a bag get it back, Tada
C4 blowing up fast, Wala
She a ten but i know she a eater, Bitch i stay wit the shells like it's easter
Got my shawty she making sure that i don't fall so i told her i'm never gon leave her,
Her old niggas ain't know how to treat her, I'm the hottest think i got a fever
All you niggas some fans go get you a bag or keep all that talk in the bleachers
Uh, damn everybody they hating so i gotta detox,
Member them days i was rocking the reeboks
Ducking the feds skip 12 cus we not
Crossing em out , the gang cus he hot
Spanking this muhfucking beat call it beatbox
Don't care bout no draco
I slide wit this motherfucking stick let it rain then leave out
Written by:
Kevin Harris
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