4th Qtr

Lyrics

Cook that shit up, Quay
 Every nigga in your clique, yeah, they gon' feel me (Ayy)
 D up
 It's fourth quarter, I'm down by two
 First 500 bands, I'ma buy that coupe
 Got 'em on my drip, tryna see what I do
 Every time I set a trend, they follow my moves
 Grind all winter, I'ma shine all summer
 Big, big body Benz, I ain't talking no Hummer
 I'ma fuck one time, then change my number
 I'ma fuck one time, then change my number
 Ayy, they on my wood like a surfboard
 I ain't say this was easy, I worked for it
 Buy her Fendi, Givenchy and Dior
 I done ran up a sack, but I need more
 Hold up, wait, let me talk my shit
 Brand new house in the A, what I bought my bitch
 First 500K I'ma buy that Benz
 Feeling just like Drake, screaming no new friends
 Got it trending my trap steady setting them trends
 I can't fuck 'cause she might go tell her friends
 Hit the plug every tour, I think I'm Hannah Montana
 Every time I look around, they got my name in the window
 Running this shit at 19
 I feel like the don, Fendi and Louis Vuitton
 2019 is my year
 Built a system, it's done, I'm finna go number one
 I'ma stack 'til I reach me a mil'
 Fuck how they feel, I'ma still keep me a gun
 Drop to my knees and I pray to the Lord
 You can keep the whole wad, I just want the reward
 If you live by the gun you gon' die by the sword
 I just left out the mall with some Christian Diors
 Get some head in the bed, we can fuck on the floor
 Eat and you stall, man, the choice always yours
 I be rockin' designer that they can't afford
 No love boy shit, grown man, Tom Ford
 Your bitch eat dick, got us niggas on the floor
 That shit they wore, I done already wore
 It's fourth quarter, I'm down by two
 First 500 bands, I'ma buy that coupe
 Got 'em on my drip, tryna see what I do
 Every time I set a trend, they follow my moves
 Grind all winter, I'ma shine all summer
 Big, big body Benz, I ain't talkinh no Hummer
 I'ma fuck one time, then change my number
 I'ma fuck one time, then change my number
 Ayy, they on my wood like a surfboard
 I ain't say this was easy, I worked for it
 Buy her Fendi, Givenchy and Dior
 I done ran up a sack, but I need more
 Steady rocking Off-White, my drip off-limits
 Two cups, crushed ice, I sip authentic
 I don't play no games, I ain't with no gimmicks
 Call me lil' bitter, mean nine in it
 Hold my own weight, no Planet Fitness
 Gotta clear this check, like five million
 Long clip in the TEC, no I ain't friendly
 Stack up these blues more than I spend it
 Ballin', my handles Juwanna Mann
 I made a bag off a pack, marijuana bands
 I met a grower in Cali, no money man
 These niggas actin' just like me, no funny cam
 Rap is a gamble, I just bet a hundred grand
 Riding with the dick when I shot like a hundred rounds
 One of the realest, I am the hardest
 I'm from the streets, I'm from the projects
 I made a check, I love deposits
 Bitch in Givenchy, if not, I'ma buy it
 Pack just came in and it's stained like the garbage (Yeah)
 Pack just came in and it's stained like the garbage
 I know they hate that I'm ballin', Vince Carter
 It's fourth quarter, I'm down by two
 First 500 bands, I'ma buy that coupe
 Got 'em on my drip, tryna see what I do
 Every time I set a trend, they follow my moves
 Grind all winter, I'ma shine all summer
 Big, big body Benz, I ain't talking no Hummer
 I'ma fuck one time, then change my number
 I'ma fuck one time, then change my number
 Ay, they on my wood like a surfboard
 I ain't say this was easy, I worked for it
 Buy her Fendi, Givenchy and Dior
 I done ran up a sack, but I need more
 

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Duration
02:40
Key
9
Tempo
150 BPM

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