Popoutgod - 4L (feat. Kb Carter) Lyrics

In the field, box these niggas up for real
How I feel, chase a check, nah for real
He play checkers I play chess, he lost his life
He won't smoke, he won't blow, put that boy on ice
Glizzy so precise, wet him, uh
You can't save him with no rice
Lost his life, metal, helped him get some likes
Pray to my pipe, take a nigga life, if he try to take mine
Pray to my pipe, take a nigga life, if he try to take mine
I decline any type of internet arguments
Make the universe align with his f*cking comments
I be getting dirty in the street, uh, content
I be getting dirty in the street, uh, content
You f*ck with them niggas then duck with them niggas
It's up in my head, I'm stuck with my niggas
Let's show them the difference, I paint them a picture
Let's show them it's murder, come test it, we flip them
Let's show them it's money, go get it, go flip it
Let's show them it's real, I'ma stand on that bitch
Let's show them I'm serious, I'ma play with you niggas
Ay, run off with that bag, I'm stacking and flipping it
Run up on my flash, I bet I'ma flip him
Was robbing no mask, no feelings, we drilling
No options, I'm bad, I'm back, you gon' feel me, nigga
Green light, gamble with your life
Roll the dice, played he lost his life
Life, twice
We got long pipes, uh
We got long pipes, uh, yeah
Ay, we got long pipes
Buddy lost his life, should've had a strike
Ouu, he only had his white, popped him just like Iks
We be strapped up just like dykes
Pulling shit just like Mike
Rob him, ooh, ooh, I might, ooh, I might
Yeah, you right, two shots out of sight
We be thuggin' day and night
Tryna knock him for his wife
Ooh, I might, yeah, you right
Two shots out of sight
We be thuggin' day and night
Tryna knock him for his wife
In the field, box these niggas up for real
How I feel, chase a check, nah for real
He play checkers, I play chess, he lost his life
He won't smoke, he won't blow, put that boy on ice
Gone do that