Yung Rone - 4th Quarter

It's the fourth quarter I'm about to sub in
My bitch getting mad she like
Why you always clubbing
But I ain't catch no ass tonight
Baby I was just mugging
We off good gas tonight
So I don't know when ima go in
She said she wanna travel
Okay well where she tryna go
I suggested Hawaii
She say Puerto Rico
how long do I got you lil mommy
She said about a week or so
I told her baby don't run from me
I said I promise I'll take it slow
My dick big when she choke I curl my toes
I know a thick bitch she gotta fat ass but gotta camel toe
Rich shit walk into the mall spend a thou on clothes
She a stink bitch from the way she walk ion need my nose
Valentines day she ain't getting thought of she ain't getting no rose
Growing up if the chicken wasn't thawed out I ain't getting no clothes
Watch your back
Them ain't your niggas them ain't your bro's
If you fuck around get caught up in a jam them boys gone fold
I'm always in some mischievous shit keep me on my toes
But bitch you not misleading me with shit if I already know
I need 1K for a feature 10K for a show
I paid one dollar for this sprite 500 to pour
The whole pint gone in one night
So I'm moving slow
I ain't fall off I just lost my touch damn where'd it go
Back on picked up where I left off they like there he go
I got up brushed off my diamonds and made it snow
Uh
I'm still running to the racks
I walk with a limo cause I got my team on my back
I drive the posted speeds when I got the P's in the back
5.7 liter hemi it got speed like track
Straight pipe exhaust you hear the vroom from the back
It got 160 on the dash but it top out way over that
If she tell me her man at home well then her car is where we at
And I ain't never fetched a bone but I could always make a catch
And niggas know I got money so I ain't never gotta flex
I know what the money make a bitch do I shot my shot like Steph
And now I'm doing this bitch foul Somebody call a ref
Hands behind your back with your face down
Like you under arrest
She got a little booty but she got big breast
That pussy wet and that motherfucker so fresh
The motherfucker so damn fat I can see the print through her dress
And I ain't gotta say a word when it's time to undress
It's the fourth quarter I'm about to sub in
My bitch getting mad she like
Why you always clubbing
But I ain't catch no ass tonight
Baby I was just mugging
We off good gas tonight
So I don't know when ima go in
Lil mama said she wanna travel
Okay well where she tryna go
I suggested Hawaii
She say Puerto Rico
Okay how long do I got you lil mommy
She said about a week or so
I told her baby don't run from me
I said I promise I'll take it slow
I can't change for my bitch
I can't trip on a hoe
I can change fits three times
Cause I got hell of clothes
I never switched up
I got the same bros
We all got like mines
We all got different goals
Okay back to the daily announcements it's time to listen up
I can tell she got on a lace front look how it's lifting up
Long titty no nipple having look how they sitting up
My brother moved weight all his life look how he bulking up
If a junkie tell me they need some money Imma say I ain't got no cash
If my brother need some help in the streets he ain't even gotta ask
She got thick thighs but girl where's your booty
She ain't even got no ass
She sucked me dry then asked me for some Louis
Bitch you ain't even got no class
It's fourth quarter the coached subbed me in
He know I'm trained to go
I go to sleep I pray for all of my sins
I pray Allah I make it home
I stack it up until the money can't bend
Do it all all by my own
I don't fit in I don't even try to blend
Got it all all by my own

Written by:
Tyrone Nadir

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