Lyrics 4 Days - Carns Hill, 67 Monkey, 67 Dimzy

4 Days

Trappin' ain’t dead, you just don’t get money
Bro, bro kway, rice in the curry
Money comin' in, man can’t be bummy
Trap, trap, trap, I love the money
These niggas be tweakin' on social, it’s funny
Get your rass up, go get some money
44, kick a door when it’s sunny
It’s hot for the shotty you dummy
Two L’s, put your L’s up
It’s a war zone, get your bells up
Juggin', juggin' 'til I’m well up
Fuck the plug, I wanna be the plug
I wanna see my niggas well up
Ten toe on an opp block
With a skeng, I got my belt up
Ay, free my niggas incarcerated
Bare weed and man congregatin'
Guns, money drives the conversation
Feds got the block on observation
Can’t slip up, lose my concentration
I ain’t tryna go jail or hit the station
Violence, 44 dotties, hammers for days
Ten toes step with my J’s on the pave
Something garn' dead up today
4-door truck or a 125
Tryna do man bait
Stain gang, we get the drops for the money we take
Violence, 44 dotties, hammers for days
Ten toes step with my J’s on the pave
Something garn' dead up today
4-door truck or a 125
Tryna do man bait
Stain gang, we get the drops for the money we take
Feds on me, girls on me
Got the trap jumpin', no pebs on me
I just phoned donny like «link Holly»
I’m smokin' trees but I cut Bobby
Peng Lizzy for Queen Lizzy
Smoke with S and M Scrilly
Money focused, got my mind right
Fuck around and man’s comin' by
Feds on me, bitches on me
I switch phones and I bill a zingy
Late night, I was countin' up
I need more bands, I ain’t had enough
Let’s lurk when I’ve had enough
That’s four doors and hammers up
Let’s lurk when I’ve had enough
That’s four doors and hammers up
Fuck CID and Trident
All up in mum’s house, talkin' 'bout I done violence
Me and two packs up
We was dicin'
Same way, see an opp man, dice him
With these 44 flatters would nice him
Violence, 44 dotties, hammers for days
Ten toes step with my J’s on the pave
Something garn' dead up today
4-door truck or a 125
Tryna do man bait
Stain gang, we get the drops for the money we take
Violence, 44 dotties, hammers for days
Ten toes step with my J’s on the pave
Something garn' dead up today
4-door truck or a 125
Tryna do man bait
Stain gang, we get the drops for the money we take