Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 4 Thangs, artist - Freddie Gibbs.
Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
4 Thangs |
Quit playin' with me |
Hit-Boy (Hol' up) |
She keep calling me babe, I said "That's not my name" |
Million dollars, million followers, ho, that's not the same |
And I just washed off the chicken, baby, that's not cocaine |
Shit's so hot, you got two hundred, you can get like four thangs, yeah |
Gangsta G, gorilla pimp, stay with banana |
I fuck with Sean Don, he run the D like Barry Sanders |
Trophies, mantels, Billups, how shit get handled |
I pray my life go over easy and I never scramble |
She sent a text like "Can we talk?" |
Bitch, I'm not Tevin Campbell |
I walk in, I'm deckin' it, makin' an entrance, I know where the exit is |
We kick them hoes out, ain't no room service, we ain't bringing no breakfast in |
Got an oval office in my house, bitch suck me off like a president |
I'm talkin' Jefferson, Edison, Clinton |
So much pussy, look like I'm sellin' it |
And the polices know that I'm sellin' it |
I did the one and the two with the heroin |
And my nigga was snitchin', he tellin' it |
I had to jump off a war with the Mexicans |
Gotta get me a brand new plug |
I run out of dope and I'm out of my element |
Yeah, uh, bitch, Google my government, but that's not my name |
Million dollars, million followers, ho, that's not the same |
And I just washed off the chicken, baby, that's not cocaine, yeah |
I give you the game, I don't play for the love of the game |
Ho, I play for the rings |
Every ho that I got is a side bitch |
I ain't never gon' fuck on the main |
Better Alex Trebek, I don't answer those questions |
Jeopardize how far we done came |
We are not one in the same, we can rock the same thing |
And it won't look the same |
These bitches, they want me to wife 'em, but I just one night 'em |
Good bitches, they know me, it's all in my veins |
She keep calling me babe, I said "That's not my name" |
Million dollars, million followers, ho, that's not the same |
And I just washed off the chicken, baby, that's not cocaine |
Shit's so hot, you got two hundred, you can get like four thangs, yeah |
God |