4 The Gangsters

歌詞

Money don't hide from the gangsters Pussy don't hide from the gangsters Luck, it don't hide from the gangsters No switching sides for the gangsters No switching sides for the gangsters No switching sides for the gangsters Let's raise a glass to the gangsters Benzes gon' crash for the gangsters (Yeah) Went from the trap to the mansion (Yeah) Don't come too close, I get anxious (Yeah) Bitches gon' clap for the gangsters Hermés is Gap for the gangsters (Oh) She spun the pole like an angel I fell in love with a dancer (Oh) She held my gun, it's romantic (Oh) This life, ain't no second chances (Oh) Cuttin' off parts of the cancers We need a plaque for the gangsters It's tit for a tat for a G.O.A.T. like me, okay I've been runnin' through the streets like this, all day In a four-wheeler, crazy Baby, two-wheels, I ride it Money don't hide from the gangsters Pussy don't hide from the gangsters Luck, it don't hide from the gangsters No switching sides for the gangsters No switching sides for the gangsters No switching sides for the- Festival Season Woah, woah The pussy got a margarita flavor, I'm drunk I popped the 'Rari out in Chattanooga, where she from Her mother told me I'm the best boyfriend she had My niggas said the opps wiped the snot off her dad A million in his stash, the money in his bag She never had a big dick nigga, she on my lap I throw some money in the air, please do not count That's light bill money for a rich nigga house Like I'm racist, I like a white bitch for some head I'm racist, I need a black bitch for some ass I'm racist, I need Asian bitch for the math I'm racist 'cause I don't see no color when you bad Abrasive 'cause I'ma send them niggas there to crash The plaintiff, but how 'bout to talk through the mask? Complacent, you lazy and runnin' up a tab You brazy, this robbery just some more shit that I had You basic, but maybe I buy a bitch a bag I'm spiteful, I'm 'bout to fuck her friend to make her mad I'm spiteful, I might just fuck his bitch then shake his hand I'm cravin' the same twin sisters that I had (Woo) Woah, woah The pussy got a margarita flavor, I'm drunk I popped the 'Rari out in Chattanooga, where she from Her mother told me I'm the best boyfriend she had My niggas said the opps wiped the snot off her dad A million in his stash, the money in his bag She never had a big dick nigga, she on my lap I throw some money in the air, please do not count That's light bill money for a rich nigga house When this motherfucker drops You forget everything you knew before