take a picture - fng cuatro lyrics
[verse]
fresh as f*ck, let me take a picture
i smell good and this wood got me feeling like that n*gga
baby, i can’t be yo mister
tryna choose which one i want — do i want her? or her sister?
she act bad off that liquor
she look good, i’m tryna hit her
got a friend for my friend?
got a twin for my mans?
is you tryna shake that ass for these bandz in my pants?
is you tryna run it up?
is you tryna get a buck?
love them boss hoes, not them sl*ts who just be getting f*cked
got that good d*ck, a1 — ask around, they know wassup
i’m ’round this b*tch tryna touch a million dollars, these n*ggas just acting tough
she a dog and i’m a dog too — sh*t, battle of the mutts
doggystyle, i do what i do, she say i’m in her guts
d*mnnn…
do what i do, i’m in her guts
i ain’t neva ducking smoke — pass me the wood and roll it up
dude think he fresh as f*ck up in that pic, that sh*t was b*tt
my heart bigger than these n*ggas — tuck they tail, ain’t got no nuts
talk that sh*t behind a phone, but up in person keep it shut
“cuatro weak”? f*ck n*gga, what?
allat hating sh*t disgust
this b*tch a fan, she wanna f*ck
her n*gga mad — turn him to dust
i ain’t playing wit nan soul — i’ll x you out, ain’t got trust
you could miss me wit that bap — it ain’t no “we” and ain’t no “us”
she ain’t sh*t without that caked*up ass make*up — she suck
i ain’t rude, but sh*t, i’m blunt
it be me they wanna touch
it be me she wanna come and f*ck on when she drunk
tryna be my sneaky link
she talk crazy when she drink
i been coolin’ — what glorilla say? “b*tch, i been smoking weed”
come hea baby, get in sync
shorty got that pretty p*ssy — getting nat bubblegum pink
and i’ma eat ‘cause it’s clean
if it’s good, buy her a ring
she love kissing on my neck ‘cause i’m tatted in that ink
don’t play wit me, won’t play wit you — i’ll have yo ass bumping tink
sliding down the wall, crying, chest hurt, blaming me
you be thinking you the only wit motion — that’s the thing
i been quiet, i might pop up out that cut in 23
if i dropped fr, my name would’ve been turnt, that’s guaranteed
call my phone when she need d*ck — i k!ll the p*ssy first degree
if it ain’t bout no bidness or no bread, don’t bother me
sh*t, i’m proud of me
some say that i need a nominee
it ain’t no topping me
top 3 inna burbs — you can put me where the hardest be
if they sleep, i’ll wake ‘em up — i bet i make these people honor me
cuatro!
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