[Intro: Jay Dottt]
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors ouu
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors ouu ouu
[Chorus: Jay Dottt]
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors
Nigga said he want some smoke I get em all gone
I don’t think I got no feelings yeah my heart cold
Had to scan that lil bitch just like a barcode
Make that 40 eat his face up
I don’t got no feelings Imma playa
Make it look so easy like a layup
Ain't no time for a hater
Yeah I’m from bricks I know they hate us
But if you owe me nigga better pay oh yeah
[Verse 1: Jay Dottt]
And if you owe me nigga better pay
I can’t fall in love cause that bitch too plain oh yeah
Bad bitch and she from the A
But I call her Steph cause she moved out to the Bay oh yeah
And if you see him hurting pick ya mans up
I just got a brand new 30 put your hands up
Got a stripper bitch we in the crib she pick them bands up
And I’m from bricks shoot a nigga that be hating oh yeah
If you owe me money better pay
I can’t fall in love cause that bitch too fake oh yeah
And if he get money he a stain
I ain’t take his chain cause that shit too fake oh yeah
On a perc I’m getting higher than a plane
Diamonds on me nigga they be whiter than the rain
It's the 4th quarter nigga I need everything
Money on yo head give my shooter everything
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors ouu
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors ouu ouu
[Chorus: Jay Dottt]
Man I’m sliding with them killas in the 4 doors
Nigga said he want some smoke I get em all gone
I don’t think I got no feelings yeah my heart cold
Had to scan that lil bitch just like a barcode
Make that 40 eat his face up
I don’t got no feelings Imma playa
Make it look so easy like a layup
Ain't no time for a hater
Yeah I’m from bricks I know they hate us
But if you owe me nigga better pay oh yeah
[Verse 1: Jay Dottt]
And if you owe me nigga better pay
I can’t fall in love cause that bitch too plain oh yeah
Bad bitch and she from the A
But I call her Steph cause she moved out to the Bay oh yeah
And if you see him hurting pick ya mans up
I just got a brand new 30 put your hands up
Got a stripper bitch we in the crib she pick them bands up
And I’m from bricks shoot a nigga that be hating oh yeah
If you owe me money better pay
I can’t fall in love cause that bitch too fake oh yeah
And if he get money he a stain
I ain’t take his chain cause that shit too fake oh yeah
On a perc I’m getting higher than a plane
Diamonds on me nigga they be whiter than the rain
It's the 4th quarter nigga I need everything
Money on yo head give my shooter everything
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