4 am and i'm chillin wit yo bitch
AP bust down she feelin' my wrist
See the stars in the whip know It's lit
She a bad bitch know I gotta hit
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Hit Rodao spend a 100g's
I'm froze Icy drip on me
Shit foreign whip don't have a key
Bitch borin' park her on the street
I gotta run up a check
She gotta gimme some neck
Into my wrist I invest
Hit like I play for the Mets
I fall asleep on her chest
Then take her friend on the jet
Too many hoes I forget
Patek cost more than a Vette
4 am she gon freak on me
Hit Rodao spend a 100g's
I'm froze Iceberg drip on me
Shit foreign whip don't have a key
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
It's way to lit twelve
Chasing in a cop car
The moves legit jelly
Famin' like a pop tart
Music blastin', I
Feel like a rock star
She sniffin' white
Cocaina wife
This the life
Ice cut like a knife
We own the night
T'd up 'til it's light
Slide in a wraith
Got it rockin' red on white
Hop right on a jet
We go out to Mars
4 am and i'm chillin wit yo bitch
AP bust down she feelin' my wrist
See the stars in the whip know It's lit
She a bad bitch know I gotta hit
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
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4 am and i'm chillin wit yo bitch
AP bust down she feelin' my wrist
See the stars in the whip know It's lit
She a bad bitch know I gotta hit
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Hit Rodao spend a 100g's
I'm froze Icy drip on me
Shit foreign whip don't have a key
Bitch borin' park her on the street
I gotta run up a check
She gotta gimme some neck
Into my wrist I invest
Hit like I play for the Mets
I fall asleep on her chest
Then take her friend on the jet
Too many hoes I forget
Patek cost more than a Vette
4 am she gon freak on me
Hit Rodao spend a 100g's
I'm froze Iceberg drip on me
Shit foreign whip don't have a key
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
It's way to lit twelve
Chasing in a cop car
The moves legit jelly
Famin' like a pop tart
Music blastin', I
Feel like a rock star
She sniffin' white
Cocaina wife
This the life
Ice cut like a knife
We own the night
T'd up 'til it's light
Slide in a wraith
Got it rockin' red on white
Hop right on a jet
We go out to Mars
4 am and i'm chillin wit yo bitch
AP bust down she feelin' my wrist
See the stars in the whip know It's lit
She a bad bitch know I gotta hit
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
AP bust down she feelin' my wrist
See the stars in the whip know It's lit
She a bad bitch know I gotta hit
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Hit Rodao spend a 100g's
I'm froze Icy drip on me
Shit foreign whip don't have a key
Bitch borin' park her on the street
I gotta run up a check
She gotta gimme some neck
Into my wrist I invest
Hit like I play for the Mets
I fall asleep on her chest
Then take her friend on the jet
Too many hoes I forget
Patek cost more than a Vette
4 am she gon freak on me
Hit Rodao spend a 100g's
I'm froze Iceberg drip on me
Shit foreign whip don't have a key
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
It's way to lit twelve
Chasing in a cop car
The moves legit jelly
Famin' like a pop tart
Music blastin', I
Feel like a rock star
She sniffin' white
Cocaina wife
This the life
Ice cut like a knife
We own the night
T'd up 'til it's light
Slide in a wraith
Got it rockin' red on white
Hop right on a jet
We go out to Mars
4 am and i'm chillin wit yo bitch
AP bust down she feelin' my wrist
See the stars in the whip know It's lit
She a bad bitch know I gotta hit
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Count it up
Rack it up
We too tough
Stack it up
Bag it up
It ain't a enough
Catch me slidin' and
Swervin' in the truck
Gotcha bitch and
She really tryna f*ck
Writer: Addison Simpkins, Blake Simpkins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid