Fantastic 4 Lil Al & Laylow B (Ft. Peezy & Rio Da Yung OG)

[Intro: Lil Al]
Damn
What up, Ri? (Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Ayy (What up, B?)
Yeah (Lil Al)

[Verse 1: Lil Al]
When I touch down, I get the bag and go MIA
Always keep a strap on my hip, don't get in my way
Hit her from the back 'cause she got ass and grip on her waist
Bitch, I keep a stack, my heart on ice, I feel just like Rod Wave
This bitch a trick, she wanna have my babies
Give her Perc' dick, the type of shit'll make a bitch go crazy
She ain't worth it, I'll have my niggas try to come and save me
From this Birkin, this bitch really tryna have my payments
Woo, damn, that's my energy
Pop a nigga in his head for talkin', ain't no sympathy
But really, that's the ADHD, it's not the really mе
If you want the smoke, then closе your eyes before and picture me
You better think twice, 'cause I don't think you want it
These niggas say they always get money, but they don't be on shit
Ain't gotta lie, my niggas know what's up, they tell me keep goin'
Ain't gotta keep no stylist on me, I'm my own Rick Owen
Stabbin' off and slide in the Scat like this bitch stolen
Been grindin' every day of my life, I gotta get noticed
These niggas dick suck, don't wanna be there when you at your lowest
Talkin' all that shit about niggas, don't know your bitch foldin'