Four Finger Ring Caskey

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[Chorus]
Fo' finger ring, gettin' bust down
Straps stay on me, better not fuck 'round
Catchin' flights 'cause I get around
Man, in every other city, they be knowin' how I'm gettin' down
I thumb through the money on the regular
And I smoke the gas, never regular
Bitch, I got the weight, I'm a heavyweight
I pop another thing and I'ma levitate, yee, yee, yeah
[Verse 1]
Fell in love with bankroll
Burnin' up a zip 'cause when I smoke, it's tank full
Fresh up out the ziplock
At my bitch crib gettin' head, pussy, that's a pit stop, yeah
Damn right, I got my [?] back
On the stage the only time I need some feedback
We ain't worried 'bout a stalker, homie, we strapped
'bout that money, I'ma relapse, yeah (yeah)
Pussy, all my brothers I'ma die about
Caught a body for the kid
So what I did, I bought his ass a hideout
[Chorus]
Thumb through the money on the regular (woop)
And I smoke the gas, never regular
Bitch, I got the weight, I'm a heavyweight
I pop another thing and I'ma levitate, yee, yee, yeah
Fo' finger ring, gettin' bust down
Straps stay on me, better not fuck 'round
Catchin' flights 'cause I get around
Man, in every other city, they be knowin' how I'm gettin' down