444 KeyLo - 4 Door Out

(Yeah)
(Uh)
Let me tell what the three four bout' (Ugh)
We take the three poles and the four door out (Yeah)
We shoot through peep holes, better close yo mouth (Bitch)
And if talk he, talk tough we gon' take him out (Facts)
Look
Let me tell what the three four bout' (Ugh)
We take the three poles and the four door out (Yeah)
We shoot through peep holes, better close yo mouth (For Real)
And if talk he, talk tough we gon' take him out (Look)
I been riding with a (Sshh)
And it's fully loaded
We take em' out and lift em' up
Now we know he floating (Yeah)
Bitch I'm a product of the hardest fucking consequences (Fact)
I'll take the fork and scrape the pot like I don't got my senses (Haha)
I think I'm feeling reckless, bitch you ain't in the field to test this (Ugh)
I think I learned my lesson, bitch you ain't allowed near my section (Fact)
Bitch you think I'm guessing, suck a dick if you think I'm stressing (Fuck You)
You gon' need protection, get him hit if I'm fucking stepping (Bitch)
Heard this bitch was cheating, moving on for a different reason (Ugh)
Bitch don't think I mean it, fuck you, yes bitch I mean it (Yeah)
One on one, no teaming, that don't mean I'm not wit' my demons (Like)
Trust no hoe
Get money, boat load (A lot)
Got big smoke
Breathe in, don't choke (Fact)
Move slow mo'
We go, beast mode (Slow mo')
Lil cheapo, she for the streets though
Dirty C-notes, you know, the three four (Yeah)
Let me tell what the three four bout' (Ugh)
We take the three poles and the four door out (Yeah)
We shoot through peep holes, better close yo mouth (Bitch)
And if talk he, talk tough we gon' take him out (Facts)
Look
Let me tell what the three four bout' (Ugh)
We take the three poles and the four door out (Yeah)
We shoot through peep holes, better close yo mouth (For Real)
And if talk he, talk tough we gon' take him out (Look)
Heard he snaking me, like I don't ride with rakes wit' me (Who)
Heard that bag on me, like I don't got the fam wit' me (Ok)
Who coming after me, got pretty bitches gassing me up
I know some fiends who would do anything to have em' a puff
Use the food to take the pain away, they had to re up
I took my shot, it was fade away, not passing me up
Now they talking and they staring like they have to see us
Bitch we up now, I don't give no fucks now (Nah)
That was my bitch but she just a slut now (Fact)
Luigi brother better get real used to that gun sound (Ugh)
Did I stutter, we make real use of that pump now (Boom)
Slump a opp and do my dancey dance like a touchdown (Haha)
Check his wrist, it's cold as shit, but there's no bust down (Yeah)
If she want dick, she need a Lyft or take the bus now (Facts)
Kill the pussy then I toss the bitch in trunk now (Ugh)
Her throat was slit, so when she talking, its just blood sounds
She gargling that shit, I'm with my goblins in this bitch (Yeah)
I go hard up in this bitch, we going far up in this bitch (Facts)
I got heart and I got chips, I got scars up on my wrist (Ugh)
I got bodies on my mind, I got names up on my list (Yeah)
When it's done they hit rewind, bitches playing up my shit (Bitch)
They be hating on my grind, they be mad cause I be lit (Facts)
I'm the man up in this bitch, you just mad you isn't shit (Yeah)
You just mad you not the bro, you can have that little bitch (Ugh)
I done ran her through the floor and my dick could never fit (Haha)
So I'm throwing up my four, this bitch throwing up and shit (Yeah)
Let me tell what the three four bout' (Ugh)
We take the three poles and the four door out (Yeah)
We shoot through peep holes, better close yo mouth (Bitch)
And if talk he, talk tough we gon' take him out (Facts)
Look
Let me tell what the three four bout' (Ugh)
We take the three poles and the four door out (Yeah)
We shoot through peep holes, better close yo mouth (For Real)
And if talk he, talk tough we gon' take him out (Look)

Written by:
Lorenzo Arricale

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