Ryan Trey - 411 lyrics
[Ryan Trey - 411 lyrics]
She wanna come to the telly, she wanna fly
She wanna live a little, she wanna party
Private island
Wanna be more than friends, she
Bringin' all her friends, all her friends
Wanna feel live again, she wanna, oh
We outside fuck it, let's get her outside
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
Give her the 4
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
(Load up the spot, load up thе spot
Her too, uh, her too, brr, her
Too, uh, hеr too, uh, come on
Uh, her too, uh, come on, uh)
Yeah, rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm
Rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', oh, yeah
(I'm rollin', oh, yeah)
Rollin', I'm rollin', I don't fly commercial
The G6 went straight to the air
(The G6 went straight to the air)
I'm in LA with some sticks from Atlanta
My young niggas ready to crash (Crash)
I crack the seal of that Dirty Diana
She tell me she ready to smash
2019, I was fucked up, I told all
My brothers, "Let's go get this cash", yeah
20-2-3, I just buss down my
Bitch a new business, she got her own bag
Foreign outside, it just got out of
Service, strawberry guts on the dash, huh
It's her and her friends in the back, yeah
They know what it is when I'm back
Feel like a thief in the night (yeah)
The hideaway spot, it looks nice (Oh)
Can tell she freak by her sign (Look)
She told me, "Don't open the blinds" (Hey)
The tat' on her neck it says, "Ryan" (yeah)
The Cartier is 2005 (yeah)
Don't feed him but keep him alive (yeah)
She says she with friends, what's the vibe?
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
Give her the 4
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
(Load up the spot, load up the spot
Her too, uh, her too, brr, her
Too, uh, her too, uh, come on
Uh, her too, uh, come on, uh)
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
Give her the 4
Get hive the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
(Load up the spot, load up the spot
Her too, uh, her too, brr, her
Too, uh, her too, uh, come on
Uh, her too, uh, come on, uh)
She wanna come to the telly, she wanna fly
She wanna live a little, she wanna party
Private island wanna be more than fan, she
Bringin' all her friends, all her friends
Wanna feel live again, she wanna, oh
We outside fuck it, let's get her outside
Feeling cold? Oh, I'm so cold
That's what sayin' streets say you miss me
Missy, hang on
Streets say you miss me, haha, haha
She wanna live a little, she wanna party
Private island
Wanna be more than friends, she
Bringin' all her friends, all her friends
Wanna feel live again, she wanna, oh
We outside fuck it, let's get her outside
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
Give her the 4
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
(Load up the spot, load up thе spot
Her too, uh, her too, brr, her
Too, uh, hеr too, uh, come on
Uh, her too, uh, come on, uh)
Yeah, rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm
Rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', oh, yeah
(I'm rollin', oh, yeah)
Rollin', I'm rollin', I don't fly commercial
The G6 went straight to the air
(The G6 went straight to the air)
I'm in LA with some sticks from Atlanta
My young niggas ready to crash (Crash)
I crack the seal of that Dirty Diana
She tell me she ready to smash
2019, I was fucked up, I told all
My brothers, "Let's go get this cash", yeah
20-2-3, I just buss down my
Bitch a new business, she got her own bag
Foreign outside, it just got out of
Service, strawberry guts on the dash, huh
It's her and her friends in the back, yeah
They know what it is when I'm back
Feel like a thief in the night (yeah)
The hideaway spot, it looks nice (Oh)
Can tell she freak by her sign (Look)
She told me, "Don't open the blinds" (Hey)
The tat' on her neck it says, "Ryan" (yeah)
The Cartier is 2005 (yeah)
Don't feed him but keep him alive (yeah)
She says she with friends, what's the vibe?
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
Give her the 4
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
(Load up the spot, load up the spot
Her too, uh, her too, brr, her
Too, uh, her too, uh, come on
Uh, her too, uh, come on, uh)
Give her the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
Give her the 4
Get hive the 4-1-1, give her the 4-1-1
(Load up the spot, load up the spot
Her too, uh, her too, brr, her
Too, uh, her too, uh, come on
Uh, her too, uh, come on, uh)
She wanna come to the telly, she wanna fly
She wanna live a little, she wanna party
Private island wanna be more than fan, she
Bringin' all her friends, all her friends
Wanna feel live again, she wanna, oh
We outside fuck it, let's get her outside
Feeling cold? Oh, I'm so cold
That's what sayin' streets say you miss me
Missy, hang on
Streets say you miss me, haha, haha