[Intro]
(Haha, Avo)
4BE
Yeah, let me fire that 'Wood up (Will, what that is?)
Yeah, yeah, put a nigga on a tee right now (Do you not get the Koncept? Haha)
You know it, ayy
[Chorus]
Ayy, forty-some reasons
Hit the block, left a fuck nigga dead (Grrah)
He was talkin' too much, shouldn't have said what he said, I got pape' if you hit him with lead
Lullaby how the blicky be singin' to niggas, that switchy'll put you to bed (Grrah)
Uh, hey (Uh, ah)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, you can see in they eyes my lil' niggas some demons, we really bump down with them Dracs (Grrah)
Walk in your spot and take over your spot, put the K in your face, nigga, empty the safe
We can't fall out 'bout no pussy, bitches, hoes, but we can bump hеads 'bout pape' (Yeah, talkin' 'bout some monеy)
Late night creepin', gettin' off in the back of the Lam', bet an opp won't hit this gate (Skrrt)
They say I don't be in the hood, what that be about? Nigga, I'm on the block with the guys
I don't really fuck with these rappers, them niggas be lyin', this shit real life not rhymes (Skrrt, skrrt)
Long live Pooh, I don't even gotta speak on that, niggas know what we did 'bout Nine
See So crack a four, so I'm crackin' a four, I'ma ride right or wrong with lil' dude every time
Ride right or wrong with lil' dude off the dribble
Wheelchair gang, we'll leave your shit cripple
Opp got hit with a binary chop, that boy thought he was gone, so he told in the 'spital (Frrt, frrt)
Topped me an opp in the top of his shit, that boy shoulder was leanin', Young Dro'd me a nigga (What?)
Opps ain't hittin' on shit, folk died with a switch, bitch, shoot, stop posin' for pictures
He dissed, got big bro smoked in a Swisher (Yup)
You know we spark shit like a lighter (Let's go)
Boxed for his life, lil' homie a fighter, we hit shit up, then dip in a striker (Skrrt)
Got forty more reasons why a nigga can't play with the gang, nigga know that we leave shit lifeless
Head tap him just for thinkin' shit sweet, I can merch on the G that we do shit triflin', let's go
[Chorus]
Forty-some reasons (Yup)
Hit the block, left a fuck nigga dead (Yup)
He was talkin' too much, shouldn't have said what he said, I got pape' if you hit him with lead
Lullaby how the blicky be singin' to niggas, that switchy'll put you to bed
'Fore you play, I'll go eat a spread
Send his ass to the doc', put that boy in the med'
[Verse 2]
Opp get dropped, l'ma do my lil' dance
We posted forty-somethin' deep in the land
My bitch, she bougie, she won't eat the man, but you finna suck what I whip out these pants
Amiris too tight, gotta switch up the brand
Moncler on the jacket, 1K on the tag
I been havin' shit, why the fuck I'ma brag?
You not havin' shit, still broke on your ass (Hah)
4BE, man, splat, you know that I'm killin' for this (Let's go)
Put a K by them letters, we catchin' your hat
We come through fast, chop hittin' at your head, we leave shit bald, Brazilian wax (Phew)
Can't fuck with a ho that got kids, bae, soon as you leave, I'm sorry, I'm eatin' they snacks
But I fucked on the opp baby mama, she put me to bed, I was shocked how she throwin' it back (Let's go, let's go)
30K for the smile, no cap, shit hit (Bling)
I'm Bill Belichick how I'm sendin' the blitz (Go get him)
Shit crazy, I got me a blick from an old-head, now I'm the old-head givin' out blicks (Let's go, let's go)
The opps, they hoes, they never on shit
They just wanna troll, they got my drop, but l'ma pop out on the block with a switch
These niggas hoes, they shootin' at the bricks
[Chorus]
Forty-some reasons
Hit the block, left a fuck nigga dead
He was talkin' too much, shouldn't have said what he said, I got pape' if you hit him with lead (Baow, baow, grrah)
Lullaby how the blicky be singin' to niggas, that switchy'll put you to bed
'Fore you play, I'll go eat a spread
Send his ass to the doc', put that boy in the med'
[Verse 3]
Ayy, Siri, who fuckin' with me?
Nobody, I don't see no competition (What else?)
Got a hundred-some shots for the opposition (Damn)
Catch him loafin', that boy sleepin' with the fishes (For real?)
Know we wipin' shit down like we doin' dishes (Hah)
Need a new suit and tie how we stand on business (What else?)
I'ma send the best youngins to go on missions (Yeah)
Drop a bag on his head and his story finished (Okay)
[Outro]
Forty-some reasons
Hit the block, left a fuck nigga dead
He was talkin' too much, shouldn't have said what he said, I got pape' if you hit him with lead (Baow)
Lullaby how the blicky be singin' to niggas, that switchy'll put you to bed (Fah, fah, Frrah)
'Fore you play, I'll go eat a spread
Send his ass to the doc', put that boy in the med'
