[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas]
It's 4X, uh
Ayy, yo, kid
4X (Uh), it's 4X (Uh)
Turn it up, Trap

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I feel like Durkio (Uh-huh), why? 'Cause I signed to the streets, uh (Street)
I can't reply to no beef, I'm sendin' lil' nigga slang iron for me (Fuck you)
Yeah, I came from nothin' (Uh)
I'm in the mall alone with fire on me with them racks
Watch your ho, she eying me, say attack
Them young niggas slide for me, no cap (Come here)

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
'Bout Big 4X (Uh), them young niggas headfirst with that Glock
My killer an expert, he get sent up top
If he let that lead burst (Get him out of here)
He hired his mans, now he hurt
He gotta look at his bro on a t-shirt
My dawgs run down, hope your feet work
I run up that bag, I ain't chasing no skeezer (Thot thot)
Huh? What you mad for? (What you mad for?)
'Cause I ran that bag up? (Fuck)
Say the word, they mask up (Huh?)
And come hit your block, tryna smash somethin' (Bitch)
She give me head, give my man some (Uh)
I need a mil' and some (Cash)
More on top of that if I ever go broke
Somebody get held for ransom (No cap)
I keep taking chances (Uh)
This a young nigga anthem (Gang)
Ain't 'bout racks, I ain't gon' answer
Cash out on sticks, I don't care about dancers (Huh?)
Newport boys, we'll give you cancer (Facts)
Smoke you 'til them niggas vanish
I drop back like Peyton Manning
I get Ma Dukes a crib with my advance (Uh-huh)
Keep that fire, it come in handy (That fire)
Local rappers can't stand me (Fuck 'em)
'Cause they can't stand next to me
Wanna be like me and don't understand me
Only broke niggas won't understand me (Yeah, you broke)
Put that check on him, he won't see his family again
'Bout me, it get out of hand
I won't go back and forth, I'ma drop a bag
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