Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 4 Days, artist - Carns Hill. Date of issue: 28.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |