42 Dugg, Roddy Ricch - 4 Da Gang lyrics
42 Dugg [Dion Marquise Hayes] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
Roddy Ricch [Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[42 Dugg, Roddy Ricch - 4 Da Gang lyrics]
I imagine the things we'll do
Ain't nothin' plain on me, nigga
Four chains on me
(I just want to be loved by you)
I ain't trippin' 'bout that ho, nigga
She came on me i got a bitch from the West
She'll suck a nigga soft
Bitch from the East
She'll fuck a nigga dawgs (No one like)
Still playin' with that raw even
Though I got a deal
Had to get up out the city
I just got a nigga killed
Pause, I'm lyin', kinda
Still sippin' out the Fanta
OxyContin and Opanas
I want four-two for each
Niggas upped Lou for free, that's my nigga
Come and kick it
Mister still'll serve the city
I'm the reason it's some chicken
Why the fuck you in the
Kitchen tryna turn one?
Daire quit pullin' on thе blender
'fore you burn somе
Baby say she want a real nigga
But she don't get it
Why you ain't never up at night?
I told you I been sippin'
Still go harder for my niggas
Wish I could bring you back
Turntest in the city, white lows, blue flags
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Catch me in the city, young nigga
Four chains
Signed to CMG, still in the dope game
I don't swipe propane
Really got it out the mud
Big 4 Gang, catch me ridin' with the thugs
And I got it on my own
Ain't nobody helped me
Remain humble, sell crack to dope fiends
You can't "Lil' bro" me, bitch
I really got a check
42 in this shit, I be really on that
Put the city on my back
Still remember hard times
2018 was the year my dawg died
Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
Amiris on low, if not, wheat Timbs
Me and 42 pullin' up, twin Bentleys
Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Tied from the D to LA
Always keep it a hunnid K
Number one nigga
But they're never gon' admit it
I was doin' two hundred in the
'Rari and got a ticket
Every time they see me
They say they ain't seen me in a minute
Probably fuckin' on your bitches
Probably runnin' up the digit's
Forgiato wheels, both lanes
Floor mats say a nigga name
Interrogation, feds tried to put
Us on the board, never identified
All my niggas always gettin' dough
It's always chicken time
I got niggas in the box, gon' call me collect
I got model bitches that be
Tryna call me for sex
And you know what they say
"If it ain't directed
Then don't respect it"
You see 'em out in public
They gon' act like they never said it
I see by the C-side, I throw it up two times
And your nigga got a gangster card
He bought it off Groupon
One of the young niggas that be
Gettin' love in the city
From the hub to the dub in the tub
Fuck with me
Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
Amiris on low, if not, wheat Timbs
Me and 42 pullin' up, twin Bentleys
Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Tied from the D to LA
Always keep it a hunnid K