4X lyrics

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
Just got off the phone with my partner
He told me he need three, I told him I got him (Ha)
You probably ain't heard how I'm rockin'
I'll beat yo' ass up, leave my gun in my pocket (Yeah)
Just went up on my prices, you dig? (I went up)
Keep a gun wit' no license, you dig?

[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Off the top, I ain't writin' this sh*t (Uh-uh)
I keep a Glock, I ain't fightin' you (b*tch)
Yeah, I'm tryna strike him (Come here)
I got sh*t on lock, Rikers (On lock)

[Verse 3: DaBaby]
Sent the DM, she think that I like her (Uh-huh)
I just want some good head, she want titles (That neck)
Got my music on Apple and Tidal (Ha)
I got the juice like I'm Snapple, I'm viral (Ha-ha)
She sucked my di*k for a pic (Uh-huh)
I smack her ass, give her di*k (di*k, di*k)
I'll turn your ass to a lick (b*tch)

[Verse 4: Stunna 4 Vegas]
We hop off the sprinter with sticks
We came for a show, but these rods ain't for show
n*gga do the wrong thing and we endin' his sh*t (On gang)
Bruh, hop off the stage then we fallin' (Uh)
n*gga reach, is you tryna go viral? (pus*y)
He get beat to sleep for playin' tough in the club
He won't remember tomorrow (Gang)
I'm a real-I'm a real blockstar (Uh-huh)
Stunna man got the block bumpin' (Uh-huh)
My name in the streets like I popped somethin' (Yeah)
n*gga play with my name, have the block jumpin' (Uh-uh)
Your b*tch on my di*k when I drop somethin' (Ooh)
You ain't hit no licks, n*gga, stop frontin' (Uh-uh)
I ain't tryna lip box
I'm tryna knock him out the frame, Stunna gon' crop somethin' (Come here)
[Verse 5: DaBaby]
Lookin' for his b*tch like he lost somethin' (Where she at?)
She wit' me, I got my feet up (Ha, ha)
My di*k on the plate, make her eat up (Eat)
He can still get a P, bro, they cheap (Ha)
A trapper turned rapper
Been losin' my plays 'cause I've been out of town for a week (Damn)
Too busy, I can't pick my phone up (I can't)
Don't argue with hoes, b*tch, we grown-ups (Yeah)
I walk it out, DJ Unk (Walk it out)
Got that fire on me, not f*ck with Trump (Got that fire)
Do my dance on your main, she gon' f*ck
n*gga, play with the gang if you want (Yeah)
I'll do a show, get you hit (Get you hit)
Hundred twenty-five hoes on my di*k (Twenty-five)
I bumped into your swoop, she a goner (She gone)
She wasn't my type of boo, I ain't want her (Uh-uh)
Passed it down through the crew, here go Stunna (Okay)

[Verse 6: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Uh, bro send that pack off like a punter (Trap)
I son that boy like his uncle (b*tch)
He claimin' somethin', we puttin' him under (Come here)
We beat down his block like some drummers (Wham)
No Thug, I'm really with gunners (Slime)
Ayy, I'm in her mouth like a sucker (Ooh)
I use her face, I won't nut on the covers (Thot, thot)
Four times, these b*tches love me (Four times)
See me with DaBaby, now they wanna f*ck me (Gang)
And if I do, b*tch, you lucky (Ooh)
Ha, I bet he gon' die if he touch me (Wham)
[Outro: Stunna 4 Vegas & DaBaby]
Four times, four times, four times
Pop your sh*t, n*gga, pop your sh*t, go 'head
Four times
Pop your sh*t
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Pop it
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Pop your sh*t, talk your sh*t
Yeah, hottest young n*gga doin' this sh*t, b*tch (b*tch)
Four way, you get this sh*t the glo way
Hallway, rundown, god way, grahh
That's why I f*ck wit' n*gga
That's why I f*ck wit' that n*gga right there
Huh?
He gon' pop his sh*t, you hear me?
Huh? Huh?
Real talk, I'm the best motherf*ckin' rapper, Stunna the best young n*gga rapper, b*tch, we takin' over
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