Luclover - 444 lyrics

Oh, oh oh, ohh
Oh like 44, oh
Oh, oh, yeah, oh
It's JSDG, with another banger

444, combo, Jay-Z (Woah)
I hate when fuckboys come around
And try play me (Oh)
Like hold up, hush boy
You claiming that you made me
I keep it tough, boy
This shit don't even phase me
But now i'm livin' at the
Top, don't got no limit's, hoe
I fell in love wit'
Music, rap on instrumentals, woah
This shit had me like, oh my
God, it's what i'm missing, woah
I shot a three and I
Ball hard like Scottie Pippen, ohh
She ask if I do, I don't, I got m's
I just took a break
My shawty don't got manners
We up textin' late, pull up, I fuck, damn
I don't know the fate of us, i'm not playin'
But I can't lie
This why i'm young and fuckin' fillin' up
Don't open up onto myself
I'm in my feelings, woah
Ball lot's of shit, like all the
Time to show i'm chllin', woah
I drive the top on all
My haters, got no ceiling, oh
No no

How the fuck i'm posting up (yeah)
Pour the double cup with purple syrup
Sip it slow (Oh)
I can't feel my face or my feelings
Emotional
She gon' show me love when i'm in my house
In my lows
I ain't feel alright (alright) , in a while
Everybody see me blessed
Think the fuckin' wit' me now
Pull up too damn high, i'm in the clouds
I can't feel em' if they all
Of a sudden feeling me now