Tell me how you feel 'bout a nigga coming thru on a 4am flex We came down off a mission now its time for the 4am flex shawty Leaving round 2, did the mission round 3, you the 4am flex I'm on my way now, on the 4am flex yeah You don't like flaw bitches, I don't hoe niggas We on some shit I hit smoke with ya, I pour that 4 with ya You on the low, yeah I'm on the low with ya up and go get you I might trust you enough to leave all my drugs and leave all of my dough with you I it all around 4am I hit you up for the 4am Flex now Riding the west end shawty and bouta make a left right now She live in All of her famo Shore She know the read if the good Shawty gon stick to the I don't have no ways That's why you that I work She so that she'll get the pot and she'll throw her own four in the mix Pull up to the on fours, like a nigga had two plus two on the whip I'ma keep it real with friends I need you plus you plus you, I'm a deal All up for the 4am flex, cuz the 3am ain't really go good on the shawty 4am flex, and I'm for the cops and I put that on the hood, shawty
Me and the homie pull off the corner inside of a old Honda The feeling like a torture The nigga we just robbed just popped one in his And led to me over, to checking and telling him dawg Just take the seat and I hit the road 'Cause way too many police out here to feel like we low My back windshield broke and the seat soak the blood that was previously leaking from his coat We switch sides while I put shit to drive A 80 odd miles, shiftin the gear to 5 Hopin' that the 5-0 pigs see the ride 'Cause normally I ain't scared, but tonight there's in my eyes My blingin' cuz my girl at home clingin' And unaware of the problem this on the road bringin' Then I pick up the phone and tell her I'm home As soon as I drop my dawg at the room