456

That shit hard, I don't care what nobody say
On another level, rapped out
She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame
All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame
All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
Whole tribe full of Honchos, horsepower no Broncos
First to it, that's pronto, never second where time go
I get off, no Lonzo, early morning like Alonzo
No sleep, Al Pacino, rather wait til the name John Doe
Push every inch, pull no defeat, stick to streets walking with cleats
Push every inch, up all in ya freak, stick make her run a mile she flee
Recipe pedigree, whipping a feast, muzzle the bully snapping a leash
Blood on my Blicky, credits to me
Swipin' it, scammin' cards with a piece
Peace only come with respect in the P
Name is ya name, word a key
Pieces bagged, in abundance, like Reese's
Add up the money in counters that beep
Never heard sounds more sweet, bandin' of cash zippin' of bags
Only way to ride 4 deep, chopper the 'Nav, freaks in the back
Never safe, if you owe me, burn 'ya to ash leaving the cash
Mash gas, even on E, moving this fast how long ima last
Time it took her to throw the box, in a instant I'm guessin'
I'ma nut and don't give a fuck, young and reckless with a weapon
She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame
All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame
All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
Poppin' pills that's the type of shit she like
I chill sip this dirty fucking Sprite Adderalls help me focus through the night
Don't need a passport to catch a flight
Bring her under baw wing shit I might
Wanna fuck with Heirs you can't fear the height
See the real day-to-day fuck all the hype
Once you in the gang one way out for life
She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame
All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame
All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
Cold stares, ain't had nothing to say, now, jawns at me bout riding my face
Tables turned, I be making them wait, see eye to eye with head in my waist
Throw me box, like the package late, turkey and neck greens on a plate
All jaws, minus shark I need bait, protein shake don't leave it to waste
Consistent dimes, only Sour D, only thing round them times I was down
Consistently, dimes blow me, cum hit the ground they lick it up now
Al Capones how I talk leafs, Frontos around, close the pound
Vicki 'Secs, how I kiss Pink, sip zips down sleep on me now
Panties left in the wake, no Folgers, nannies lettin' my kids sleep over
Xannies rollin', they can't drive sober, candy all nighters fuck sleepovers
Randy, I catch that eye it's over, stampede all of these stallions foreigners
Bambi 'ya dear a prance performer, Bambi 'ya dear gone prance all on us
Pussy pop, bones when demonic, perky peaks, mountains and climates
Ass quake, gotta stumble behind, another Ya, search how long til you find
Time it took to perfect the craft, shit is endless no question
Gettin' bucks in gold, a must, young, reckless lethal weapon
She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame
All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
She just wanna fuck with the name for the fame
All in the mix tryin' clout off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
456, you know that be the 'sitch, 'lil bitch
Yeah, that shit hard