4 Doors lyrics

[Verse 1: Bay Swag]
I got hella jewelry, I got thots now (Tsss)
Hella cold outside, I got my top down
All my diamonds hittin' when the lights out
If I can't get in with my Jacky, I'ma back my knife out
Mama happy, I got her a—
Mama happy, I got her a nice house
All these b*tches asking for Chanel
Want me for the money I can tell, day was going well, this sh*t never—
Want me for the money I can tell, day was going well, this sh*t never fails
And my ex keep callin' me, b*tch, I'm good, I'm doing well

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Push up and we pushin' them back (Pushin' them back)
I ain't passin' this rock, I react and these bullets was makin' them shakе like shack (Shake like shack)
I'm in all black with this G on my hip, but if hе make the wrong move, then we make him a pack (Make him a pack)
And we go from rags to riches (Uh), I go from riches to racks (Uh)
Uh, I go from riches to racks (Uh)
Uh, and I feel I got height, but I keep pedaling back (Pedaling back)
I be too big for this media sh*t, but there's so many n*ggas I wish I could tag (Wish I could tag)
And all of my opps is broke, don't wanna beef, you can't show me a rack (Like, damn)

[Chorus: plaqueboymax & Jenn Carter]
5$TAR, yeah, we chillin' at the top floor (Hey, Juuzi, is that you?)
This b*tch runts, I ain't tryna f*ck her no more
Had to cut the ho off, she always do the most
Diamonds on my ho, and she say she way too cold
New whip and that b*tch got four doors
New whip and that b*tch got four doors
New whip and that b*tch got four doors
New whip and that b*tch got four doors (It's Carter, di*khead)
[Verse 3: Jenn Carter]
Free Sheik, brodie move like McQueen
He make a movie, I swear it's no Pixar (Swear it's no Pixar)
Free Thunder, I know he gon' squeeze
Brodie the piece to the puzzle like jigsaw (Uh)
Yes, finger to trigger like guitars, he got no motion, he more like Patrick Star (More like Patrick Star)
Word to my mother they told me to chill (Chill, but)
But, I ain't get the memoir (Damn)

[Verse 4: D Lou]
Nah, I ain't get the memo
Bad b*tch, she wit' me, she ride presidential
I take a Perky to better my mental
She came with some baddies, I f*cked the whole friend group, like damn
613 on her frontal
I kick pink like my motherf*ckin' dreads do
Huh, hold on, Louis the duffle
Chains swingin' like— Chains swingin' like, damn, huh

[Chorus: plaqueboymax]
5$TAR, yeah, we chillin' at the top floor (Hey, Juuzi, is that you?)
This b*tch runts, I ain't tryna f*ck her no more
Had to cut the ho off, she always do the most
Diamonds on my ho, and she say she way too cold
New whip and that b*tch got four doors
New whip and that b*tch got four doors
New whip and that b*tch got four doors
New whip and that b*tch got four doors