[Intro]
(What the fuck? Lower it, Z)
Why wouldn't it? (Okay)
Got it out the mud, so I'm pourin' Sprite through it (Okay, huh)
Why wouldn't it? (YCOE)
Got it out the mud, so I'm pourin' Sprite through it (Uh, uh)
[Chorus]
If you ain't 4E, can't ride with us (On God)
They ain't wanna let a nigga fuck back then, they see we goin' up, they proud of us (On God)
Y'all be broke as fuck, ain't got no car, get killed on a MARTA bus
YC the label, you know that we stickin' together, this shit made all of us (Uh)
4E shit, nigga already know how the fuck we get
If me and Lil Mon, Lil Rez hop out on your block, just call it the 4E blitz
If he try to steal, we fuck 'round, cut off his hand, you know what the fuck we did
She wanna keep fuckin', she already know I'm the man, hell nah, won't have your kid
Bettеr lock in with Tito, I'm tryna get rich
[Verse 1]
The lil' ho spoiled, whеnever she don't get what she want, she fuck 'round and have her a fit (On God)
They tried to leave us out, they know that we came to take over, this Yung Crew shit
We get to spinnin' your block, we tryna kill all the opps, screamin' Yung Crew business (On God)
Don't try to walk up on me if you ain't no fan, I swear DG not friendly
He heard "Stop Playin," hop out ten milli'
That wasn't me who spinned your block, 'cause if it was, I would admit it
They tryna say DG the one who got him shot, I don't know who did it
We got so many Dracs in the house, but neither one these bitches legit
Thought I told y'all, broke niggas make me sick (On God)
(What the fuck? Lower it, Z)
Why wouldn't it? (Okay)
Got it out the mud, so I'm pourin' Sprite through it (Okay, huh)
Why wouldn't it? (YCOE)
Got it out the mud, so I'm pourin' Sprite through it (Uh, uh)
[Chorus]
If you ain't 4E, can't ride with us (On God)
They ain't wanna let a nigga fuck back then, they see we goin' up, they proud of us (On God)
Y'all be broke as fuck, ain't got no car, get killed on a MARTA bus
YC the label, you know that we stickin' together, this shit made all of us (Uh)
4E shit, nigga already know how the fuck we get
If me and Lil Mon, Lil Rez hop out on your block, just call it the 4E blitz
If he try to steal, we fuck 'round, cut off his hand, you know what the fuck we did
She wanna keep fuckin', she already know I'm the man, hell nah, won't have your kid
Bettеr lock in with Tito, I'm tryna get rich
[Verse 1]
The lil' ho spoiled, whеnever she don't get what she want, she fuck 'round and have her a fit (On God)
They tried to leave us out, they know that we came to take over, this Yung Crew shit
We get to spinnin' your block, we tryna kill all the opps, screamin' Yung Crew business (On God)
Don't try to walk up on me if you ain't no fan, I swear DG not friendly
He heard "Stop Playin," hop out ten milli'
That wasn't me who spinned your block, 'cause if it was, I would admit it
They tryna say DG the one who got him shot, I don't know who did it
We got so many Dracs in the house, but neither one these bitches legit
Thought I told y'all, broke niggas make me sick (On God)
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