lirik lagu fours, deuces and trays – g-slimm
[hook] x2
smokin’ on that fire, really gettin’ higher
trippin’ off my homie but it’s all lookin’ good to me
[verse 1]
i got a fat sack of thai goin’ scooped, lil’ lips
my chevy cleaned up, finna take a lil’ trip
dana danes on shine, my homie got a nine
plus it’s my tape bumpin’ in the alpines
so a n-gga’s feelin’ good as i floss through my hood
tossin’ up a swisha like a real n-gga should
floatin’ to the side like a motherf-ckin’ mack
hittin’ the switches side to side, front and back
pause on threes, drop that -ss to the ground
my homie in the deuce gl-ss house tryna clown
but that n-gga can’t fade ‘cause i got mo’ juice
i’m hittin’ them thangs, now my sh-t’s gettin’ loose
i’m just showin’ off, despite the fact i’m high
feel it’s the bud, now my homie done cracked the ides
take me a swig, then p-ss it to my nig
we hollerin’ at this hood rat we both tryna dig
but she shows no love, we kick it to the curb
swerve, and roll up another fat herb
on my way to the park, straight bud in the back
but we ain’t get in if we ain’t got a 50 sack
[chorus] x2
now all my homies hittin’ switches in their fours and trays
while i’m just sittin’ back, twistin’ the sack, smokin’ a j
my car is full of chronic smokin’, i’m just havin’ fun
that indonesia’s got me fiendin’, won’t you blow another one?
[verse 2]
now as i roll out my hood, bust a left by the liquor store
lookin’ for some b-tches but i ran into my n-gga joe
i hit my n-gga up, and ask him what’s the happs?
he feelin’ on my belt tryna see if i’m strapped
said everything’s cool, i got a fo-five
my homie got a nine and we finna get high
so if you wanna roll n-gga, just jump up in the back
but you can’t get in if we ain’t got a 50 sack
i’m all about the joke but he all about the bud
my homie comin’ out the pocket showin’ much love
so we rolls right back to the hood, get another sack
thinkin’ ‘bout hittin’ across the road where all the b-tches at
boast on the freeway, eyeball capturin’
alpines bumpin’, ain’t n0body gafflin’
laughin’ at them bald head hoes on the corner
but everybody lookin’ at my ride like they wanna
jump up in the session that we havin’
but all my homies laughin’ and i hit the gas, straight stabbin’ b-tch
[chorus] x2
now all my homies hittin’ switches in their fours and trays
while i’m just sittin’ back, twistin’ the sack, smokin’ a j
my car is full of chronic smokin’, i’m just havin’ fun
that indonesia’s got me fiendin’, won’t you blow another one?
[hook] x2
smokin’ on that fire, really gettin’ higher
trippin’ off my homie but it’s all lookin’ good to me
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