4DOOR lyrics

[Intro: Jay Dottt]
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors ouu
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors ouu ouu

[Chorus: Jay Dottt]
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors
n*gga said he want some smoke I get em all gone
I don’t think I got no feelings yeah my heart cold
Had to scan that lil b*tch just like a barcode
Make that 40 eat his face up
I don’t got no feelings Imma playa
Make it look so easy like a layup
Ain't no time for a hater
Yeah I’m from bricks I know they hate us
But if you owe me n*gga better pay oh yeah

[Verse 1: Jay Dottt]
And if you owe me n*gga better pay
I can’t fall in love cause that b*tch too plain oh yeah
Bad b*tch and she from the A
But I call her Steph cause she moved out to the Bay oh yeah
And if you see him hurting pick ya mans up
I just got a brand new 30 put your hands up
Got a stripper b*tch we in the crib she pick them bands up
And I’m from bricks shoot a n*gga that be hating oh yeah
If you owe me money better pay
I can’t fall in love cause that b*tch too fake oh yeah
And if he get money he a stain
I ain’t take his chain cause that sh*t too fake oh yeah
On a perc I’m getting higher than a plane
Diamonds on me n*gga they be whiter than the rain
It's the 4th quarter n*gga I need everything
Money on yo head give my shooter everything
[Chorus: Jay Dottt]
And I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors
n*gga said he want some smoke I get em all gone
I don’t think I got no feelings yeah my heart cold
Had to scan that lil b*tch just like a barcode
Make this 40 eat his face up
I don’t got no feelings Imma playa
Make it look so easy like a layup
Ain't no time for a hater
Yeah I’m from bricks I know they hate us
But if you owe me n*gga better pay oh yeah

[Verse 2: Chow Lee]
I be running to the smoke like a track meet
Every n*gga wit me got a gun in a wrapsheet yeah
And all these n*ggas talking all that cap sh*t
I don’t give a f*cking bombaclat yeah
And I remember f*cking on a rap b*tch
She was talking crazy on her song she was on my ass
She was in her bag till my new b*tch went in her bag
And she pulled out an all chrome mag
Disgusting
Disgusting
She sh*tting
I be all in the pus*y no kitten
Who you kidding?
I ain’t kidding
I ran off on the plug for a play
He was cool but I hang with some snakes
I ain’t wanna I ain’t want to pursue but my homie suggested I do it
Yeah if you a b*tch and I f*ck and ain’t cuff then you blew it
I don’t really like plain jane
I ain’t f*ck the b*tch cause she say she gay no way
Beep beep in a mulsanne
I can’t even lane switch cause the b*tch take two lanes
I’d rather be called tity boi than 2 Chainz cause b*tch I got more than 2 chains
[Chorus: Jay Dottt]
And I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors
n*gga said he want some smoke I get em all gone
I don’t think I got no feelings yeah my heart cold
Had to scan that lil b*tch just like a barcode
Make that 40 eat his face up
I don’t got no feelings Imma playa
Make it look so easy like a layup
Ain't no time for a hater
Yeah I’m from bricks I know they hate us
But if you owe me n*gga better pay oh yeah