Get In Line (Extended) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Mr. C4, so stay dangerous
For sure (You know)
It's Big 4
(Just pay the guy)

[Verse]
Ayy, I might call that b*tch when I'm tryna f*ck
Ayy, I might cop a Hellcat and get my b*tch a Tesla
Yellow tape shawty, tell me what you got the stretcher for?
I'm up a cool hundred, n*gga, what you think I'm flexin' for?
All speculations, you can keep on speculatin'
Ayy, I f*cked her, then walked past that b*tch like we ain't had relations (I don't know her)
You can call me Big Boss or Big C4 or Satan
Ayy, if I get on this sh*t, everybody gon' play it
The way I dress, it make a statement, just watch how I play it
I ain't never made no statement, if I do, make sure I'm dead
All you hearin' is the Drac' click, then my eyes turn red
And I wasn't surprised when— switched, it was out his hands
I do this sh*t for my day-ones and all my fans
All them n*ggas wanna see me win, see me advance
Told the label they can't recoup no baby-ass advance
I just took that boy advance money and bought three pair of pants
Just like I moved to southpaw, I just switched the stance
I do this sh*t for my grandpa, he couldn't feel his hands
High speed in my BM car, loaded full of Xans
And n*ggas used to see with me ain't here no more, they didn't stick to the plan
Anything for my baby boy, I'll risk that sh*t again
I can cut this sh*t one more time, I whip that sh*t again
All that bullsh*t be talkin', it's gon' get back in the end
Them n*ggas was cool, but now these n*ggas di*k suckin' like fans
Me and Big Folks ain't even with the same n*ggas that we started with
pus*y-ass n*ggas act like hoes, we don't be arguin'
Got n*ggas comin' back like they wan' be part the squad again
Naw, you can't get inside, b*tch, click it to the side, switch
Fifty, sixty-nine fix, we was into buyin' bricks
All white just like my teeth, Invisalign my bricks
Couple million up in case I hit the ground for my jit
Know I got them soldiers, they gon' get in line for that hit
She say, "What's your name?" Prada Papi 4
Walk around with knots and rolls
And since 2021 started, kicked like thirty doors
Broski with the most like, "Why your pop so dirty, Joe?"
I break the bank, then up the score, stay dangerous, Big Backdoor
Ayy, you can catch me two-tone Audemars, a Givenchy cardigan
Said that that's his block, well, that's that block he gon' get slaughtered in
Me and my b*tch ain't go nowhere to eat, we ordered in
They had Big C4 f*cked up, let me start again (Start this one more damn time)
It's the same situation, different complications
b*tch gotta get the f*ck out now, no more accommodation
One a rental and two strikers that I park adjacent
Know I keep that stick like a machete, don't get caught with Jason
Get you squeezed like Capris, now his knees showin'
They say bro got killed on the E-way, Big 4 say keep it goin'
Ain't no plans of stoppin', ain't no plans of slowin'
And it's still a Glock, but I still keep the drum right by my groin
Heard that he was hatin' on my hustle, now his pus*y showin'
These n*ggas 'round me don't play 'bout me, they might get to blowin'
Ayy, and I wasn't with them n*ggas, I was ridin' with my lil' tenderloin
He say he need an Addy and two Percocets to get him goin'
I need Weight Watchers, all these pounds, traphouse stomach growin'
1080, we just like So Icey Gang, n*ggas tryna join
Runnin' circles 'round these n*ggas, they like, "Where he goin'?"
Uh, really, I be talkin' when I'm rappin', so this like a poem
Wanna see Big C4 get to murderin' sh*t
Ain't no confrontation, they know I be with glick
Fifty-round drum, titties to replace the di*k
One phone call, ain't call the police, n*gga, I called a blitz
Tricks is for kids, best believe see through the bullsh*t, the nonsense
It's weighin' on his conscience
He was tryna finesse the Big Backdoor, his own apartment
A hundred-thousand robbery, but I been calm since
Get you stepped on, n*ggas know that 4 been a big homie
And my stick was fully automatic, collectin' all them chonies
Ayy, I shift that b*tch in track and get to driftin' like it's snowin'
And he ain't want nothin' but some money, I say I'm already knowin'
[Outro]
Ayy, free Boogie, n*gga
1080, ayy, free Boogie, n*gga
Ayy, 1080, get your sh*t tooken, n*gga
Ayy, 1080, n*gga, we richer, n*gga
Yeah, ayy, come in through the backdoor
Yeah, ayy, ayy, come in through the backdoor, ayy
Yeah, yeah, come in through the backdoor, ayy
Yeah, we gon' come in through the backdoor
n*gga, don't act slow
Present the cash flow
1080, squad, n*gga
Yeah, and it's all about the squad, n*gga
Money just make my di*k hard, n*gga
Yeah, it's no facade