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lirik lagu 4 way – bb knight

[intro]
yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah, uh*huh
yeah*yeah, with my n*gga matutè in the studio like, for real
i really just live in luxury and sh*t, you know
it’s regular, yeah

[chorus]
i wake up in a telly, finna get breakfast in bed
when i open my eyes, my little baby give me head
i lost my n*gga, it made me focus, stopped shedding them tears
i just know if i pray to god it ain’t no time to have no fear
i been switching to the benz and the porsche all year
finna slit my wrist, i wanna cut it next year
’cause the ice on my t**th d*mn near chandelier
and my b*tch said she want a four*way, aw, d*mn

[verse]
poof, i can make these b*tches come out like magic
don’t try to play, my n*ggas really with the frantics
twenty ounce steak, rich taste my habit
my b*tch bad as h*ll, mm, i ain’t mad at it
yeah, i know all these n*ggas wanna splash in it
you can’t hit even if you had a bag with it
my b*tch thick and she lit, she having it
xd on the side, in the bag n*gga
i can make it lit though
it take a lot to live this rockstar mental
i don’t need a blue check, i been official
i put in work you gotta make it beneficial
life ahead, tell me what you wanna get into
took her out to fleming’s, yeah, i’m the big dude
casamigos with the clicquot, finna mix two
no, we can’t link if you can’t rick, fool
bop, stop if you ain’t giving top
finna spin the benz out of lot, i’m the don
’bout to be in prime time little n*gga, hold on
dodgers just won, so i’ma take this b*tch home
i be in her brain, man, i love the b*tch dome
i need cartier two*tone, perignon
lil’ ho, bye*bye, you gone have to carry on
you ain’t in the mix don’t contact my phone
bad b*tches back*to*back in and out of my shows
you can be in your lane ’cause i’m in a different road
yeah, that’s how i roll
feel like wc, yeah, i got hoes
different area codes running in my phone
if my b*tch don’t want you it’s a no
bruce lee, b*tch, you gone have to kick the door
worried ’bout knots, we gone save bankroll
[chorus]
i wake up in a telly, finna get breakfast in bed
when i open my eyes, my little baby give me head
i lost my n*gga, it made me focus, stopped shedding them tears
i just know if i pray to god it ain’t no time to have no fear
i been switching to the benz and the porsche all year
finna slit my wrist, i wanna cut it next year
’cause the ice on my t**th d*mn near chandelier
and my b*tch said she want a four*way, aw, d*mn

[post*chorus]
poof, i can make these b*tches come out like magic, yeah, uh
poof, i can make these b*tches come out like magic
my b*tch said she want a four*way, aw, d*mn

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, aw, d*mn
my b*tch said she want a four*way, aw, d*mn
yeah, yeah
i can make these b*tches come out like magic
i can make these b*tches—
poof, i can make these b*tches come out like magic
b*tch said she want a four*way, aw, d*mn
yeah, yeah
i can make these b*tches come out like magic

- bb knight

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