4th Quarter lyrics

[Intro: A$AP TyY]
Huh (DP on the beat)
Huh
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: A$AP TyY]
That choppa pop you, trust me, don't make a move
My n*ggas ain't got nothin' to lose
f*ck you tryna prove?
Don't make a false move
Murder sh*t every time around
She hit me up when I'm in her town
Lay it down when I come around
Shoot a n*gga when that Mac around
Peel his cap back
n*gga wrist, I take that
I f*ck your b*tch, and you can have her back
Do this sh*t, n*gga, I been a vet
Six feet, n*gga, we lay him down
Your b*tch hit me up, I'm in her town
Forth quarter, give me the rock, man, I need to ball
I feel like the king, man, I gotta score
Cali weed, you know I'm burnin' raw
And like the ref, man, I make the calls
I'm sittin' back, waitin' for the drop
Hit me up, n*gga, I'm runnin' in his spot
[Verse 2: Diego Money]
Ayy, ayy, Young Diego Money
Yeah, you know how my boys get down, ayy
Send them shooters right up in your house, ayy
Run up on you, lay that n*gga down, ayy
I'm like, "pus*y n*gga, give me what you got," ayy
Came from nothin', straight up out the pot, ayy
Chasin' money, n*gga, I can't stop, ayy
Tryna drive the 'Rari off the lot, ayy
I'm the problem solver if you got a issue
Play with us, one call, they come and get you
Send them shots, and I promise, n*gga, they won't miss you
Know I'm geeked, too much gas up in my system

[Outro: A$AP TyY]
Yeah, man, f*ck how you n*ggas feel
We got muhf*ckin' Texas in this sh*t
We got muhf*ckin' NYC in this sh*t
It's a wonderful feelin', f*ck boys