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4-Peat Lyrics by ShittyBoyz

4-Peat

2021

[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]
Three fits, seven hunnid, bitch, these some Yeezy steps
He ain't got no blick, full court, that's a easy press
Squared up with Tron, hit his ass with a sneaky left
Ran it up for 'bout a week, I done got sleep depressed
Glock a motherfucker, hitting everything the beam detect
Louis V runners on, I done turned my feet to chess
Punch God, Jack Man, bitch, I'm a Visa vet
Riding 'round looking rough as hell like you DMX
We gon' leave the opposition bleeding like they PMS
If you pull up perky, end up lеaving in a EMS
Lied to the bitch, told her that I only chеat on tests
Lil' slut said I need a heart, bitch, I need yo neck
High as hell with the gang, ain't no pizza left
I done caught up to them bitches, I been dreaming less
I done got tired of the hoes, I been fiending less
When all you see is the money, you don't see no rest
I could up some big-ass racks, you ain't see no breasts
Boy, you ain't a 'rilla, couple .223s beat yo chest
Hutch lost his motherfucking mind, don't you see my neck?
Really got the green out the mud, bitch, I think I'm Shrek
Bitch told me that I'm not shit, what did you expect?
Feeling like a chill day, think I wanna do the tech
Head so good, lil' bitch got her cheeks caressed
I'll tell my niggas mask up, bitch, I think I'm Gretch
Been did the radio, we might be on TV next
On a jack trip, card play for the GPS
Choppa fold 'em like a 3DS
She a lil' headhunter, you ain't even see the mess
Punching all month off a piece, made the CC stretch
[?] off PUA, now he think he fresh
Money gram, 2016, stayed at CVS
[?] got the Purple jeans on, my habibi wet
Diamonds look like lemonade, Wocky in the Minute Maid
All I wanted was the money, I ain't never want the fame
Hitting bitches off the thrust, I ain't in the spitting game
Bro clutching, he gon' shoot like he tryna win the game
Bitch, I'm big tripping, change gears when I'm switching lanes
Spin his block in the wintertime, that's a figure eight
When you feed niggas, they gon' ask you for a bigger plate
If you ask me, we the coldest group in the state
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About “4-Peat” by ShittyBoyz

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"4-Peat" appears on "4-Peat" in 2021.

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