Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 50 Bars, Pt. 4 , by - Rah Swish. Release date: 01.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
50 Bars, Pt. 4 |
| Nine shots in the Ruger |
| I step on the court they like, «watch the shooter» |
| Look (Woo) |
| One thing for sure, two things for certain (Two things for certain) |
| I’m in my Birkin (I'm in my Birkin), these niggas clowns belong in a circus |
| (Yeah) |
| Wavin' the pole like a phone with no service (Brrrrrt) |
| Opp nigga funeral shoot up the service (Shoot up the service) |
| I’m tryna help him see Jesus in person (Yeah) |
| Snatchin' these babas like niggas was lootin' |
| So wild look like bitches when they snatchin' purses (Ayy) |
| NBA, FG, please don’t test me, homie I’m harder than global regents |
| If he ain’t gang it’s ten K or better, other than that I don’t do features (I |
| don’t) |
| Dior runners, heat for the summer (Let's go) |
| Sun up, gun up, kick like punters |
| They on my dick so I’m droppin' they shit if you wanted a answer then that shit |
| summed up (That's it) |
| Seen some situations where they could’ve finished but it’s obvious them niggas |
| rookies |
| Homie I’m real aggressive and I’m really with it, you could try I ain’t never |
| been pussy |
| All of these opp niggas makin' diss records, if I see 'em don’t shoot 'em, |
| I’m chin checkin' (Yeah) |
| Bitch my name hold weight like I’m bench pressin', they all mad at the Woos |
| 'cause we trendsettin' |
| I don’t fuck with niggas that fuck with niggas that say they don’t fuck with me |
| I’m not these other niggas, I don’t love these bitches, baby, don’t put your |
| trust in me (Yeah) |
| I only needed some company (Yeah), after I’m done you up and leave |
| You better pray in a church, it’s a whole lotta smoke if you think about |
| touchin' me |
| I know Tony the Ape gon' boom 'em (Boom 'em) |
| Big NBA we known for shootin' (Shootin') |
| Fuck with my locs it’s no confusion |
| Shout out to Sleepy and Sheff they movin' (Hol' on) |
| R-A-H, same wish, I’m movin' flagrant |
| Tom Ford, she said she feelin' the fragrance (She do) |
| Encore, after the movie we makin' (Look) |
| I call my youngins to score like Tatum |
| Hot Nine this ain’t no radio station |
| Cock mine after I up it he racing |
| Stop sign, no we ain’t stoppin', we take it (Hol' up) |
| She fell in love 'cause the dick was amazin' (Treesha) |
| Niggas be pussy and tuckin' they jewelry (Yeah) |
| I’m in the bush and I spin with the suvy east (Yeah) |
| Full court press if I go pick mell up (What?) |
| I been outside it ain’t shit they could do with me (Hol' up) |
| Signed for some teeth, you ain’t get a big check (Ha) |
| Shoot up the Garvey party, make a big mess |
| 'Cause I’m with a opp nigga baby moms (Yeah) |
| She suck my dick and you callin' her princess (Tell me) |
| She eat the kids and you still go and kiss her (Tell me) |
| Bands in LA like Kawhi on them Clippers (What?) |
| Six pack give 'em six shots to his liver (Baow) |
| Why would you lack sellin' weed in some slippers? |
| (Ha, look) |
| Why would you lack sellin' weed in some slippers? |
| (Hahaha) |
| Pick 'em up |
| Pick 'em up |
| Shots for anybody, pick 'em up |
| Look, look, look, look |