4 Locos lyrics

[Intro]
This is trap music, b*tch
Real trap sh*t

[Verse 1: CocoFinesse]
New sh*t, I got problems
I ain't had no money, couldn't get it, wasn't popping
Pull up in that Lexus, I was smoking, drop the top in it
I just got a pound of Californian, yeah, I copped it
You know I'm dishonest
I've been getting paper, take a trip to the Bahamas
And she looking bad, give me neck and that's beyond it
Smoke too much reefer, I forget about the profit
When I started, they ain't f*ck with me
Now they listen to me faithfully
Get that bag, I pay for me
Get that bag and not pay for me

[Verse 2: TrippyThaKid]
I don't need nobody else
Flexing and finessin', I been winning by myself
Ayy, get out of my messages, always asking for help
Trippy and Coco is the team coming for the wealth
Ayy, I feel like I'm dreaming
Through yo' top shelf, ayy
People always hitting in my DMs looking for something
Bottle steady rolling
We smoking 'cause I don't want sh*t
All I need is me and my people
We going dumb, b*tch
I'ma rolla coasta
I'm on a coast, sipping Vodka
Gimme something costly
Tryna be my La Costa
Roast me
If you got something to say, I hope ya
Say goodbye to Trippy 'cause, pus*y, you imposter
I'm just living my dream, ayy
And I do this for my team, ayy
I don't do this for the free, nah
You can find me in the tress, ayy
[Interlude: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Now, hold up, wait a minute, let's speed this sh*t up
There you go, let's get it, Corpses
Let's show 'em what the f*ck is up
Yeah, Skywok, Moon Gang, Saber Gang

[Verse 3: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
b*tch, I'm on my own
b*tches like some ass stains, sh*t gon' let them grow
n*ggas-n*ggas like some ashtrays, smoke gon' make 'em blow
pus*y and some ass facing up right on my bone
I be-I be wearing Coach
Posted by myself
Smoking all these cones
Like a whip that drives itself (Self)
f*cking on a b*tch that suck di*k
All by herself (Self)
Rubbing on a clit
That getting wet all by itself (Self)
Ooh, n*ggas want it
They don't get it
b*tch, I'm getting head
That's my fetish (That's my fetish)
b*tch, you smoking grass
I'm smoking lettuce (Smoking lettuce)
I be poking ass
'Til it's reddish
Bit-Bit-Bit-Bit-b*tches want it
They gon' get it (They gon' get it)
Booty clapping back
Like it's Reddit (Like it's Reddit)
I'ma make the pass
Like I fed it (Like I fed it)
No more taking back
I just said it
[Verse 4: 8corpses]
No-No-No questions asked
Chris Hansen with the f*cking strap
Make a pedo take a seat
Put their ass to sleep
Y-Y-You reap
What you sow
U-U-Use intestines for jump rope
Corpses, the dubious pilgrim
Wanna hang like a witch up in Salem
b*tch, I'm akin to Liam Neeson
'Cause I'ma find your location
The only thing taken
Will be your life
I'm not a neophyte
To wanting
To die (Die, die)

[Outro: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Now you know how we do it
Motherf*cking (Motherf*cking) gang sh*t
Uh (Uh), shout out everyone on the track
Y'all n*ggas are real (Y'all n*ggas are real)
We keep it real (We keep it real)
How you gon' take that
b*tch, we do it old school on the hoes
Yeah (Yeah), Skywok (Skywok)
Pokimane (Pokimane)
Come get this di*k (Come get this di*k)
Stupid b*tch