4 Doors versuri

4 Doors lyrics by Bay Swag, Kyle Richh, Jenn Carter, plaqueboymax, D Lou

Verse 1: Bay Swag
I got hella jewelry, I got thots now (tssss)
Hella cold outside and I got my top down
All my diamonds hittin’ when the lights out
If I can’t get in with my jacket, ima back my knife out
Mama happy I got her a
Mama happy I got her a nice house
All these bitches asking for channel
Want me for the money I can tell, they was going well, the shit never
Want me for the money I can tell, they was going well, the shit never fails
And my ex keep calling me, bitch I’m good, I’m doing well

Verse 2: Kyle Richh
Push up when we pushin’ on pack
I ain’t passin’ his block, I react and thеse bullets was makin’ them shakе like a shack
I’m in all black with this g on my head, but if we make the wrong move then we make em’ a pack
And we move from rags to riches
I go from riches to rags
I go from riches to rags
And I feel like a hype, but I keep pedaling back
My bitch won’t pick for this media shit, but theres so many niggas I wish I could tag
And all of my op’s is broke, throw in a beat you can’t show me a rack (damn)

Chorus: PlaqueBoyMax
Five star, yeah we chillin’ at the top floor
This bitch runs, I ain’t tryna fuck her no more
Had to cut the hoe, why she always do the most
Diamonds on my hoe
And she say she way to cold

New whip and that bitch got four doors
New whip and that bitch got four doors
New whip and that bitch got four doors
New whip and that bitch got four doors

Verse 3: Jenn Carter
Free shit, brodie more 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) 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 but, I ain’t get the memo (damn)

Verse 4: D Lou
Nah, I ain’t get the memo
Bad bitch, she wit’ me, she ride presedential
I took a perk just to better my mental
Came with some baddies, I fucked on her friends tho like damn
6 1 3 on her friends tho, I kick p like my mo’ fucking dreads do (huh, huh)
Louie the devil
Chains swingin’ like, chain’s swingin’ like
Damn

Chorus: PlaqueBoyMax
Five star, yeah we chillin’ at the top floor
This bitch runs, I ain’t tryna fuck her no more
Had to cut the hoe, why she always do the most
Diamonds on my hoe
And she say she way to cold

New whip and that bitch got four doors
New whip and that bitch got four doors
New whip and that bitch got four doors
New whip and that bitch got four doors