Lyrics 44:4 (44 Four's) - Wasiu, jåmvvis

44:4 (44 Four's)

Can’t I kick it?
Yes you can
Can’t I kick it?
Yes you can
Can’t I kick it?
Yes you can
Can’t I kick it?
Yes you can
Well I’m gon'
I got 1 dick, 2 stones with 3 birds, that’s a foursome
I’m in your top 5 if somehow I add a fourth one
Now i’m just a poor kid, when I have a fortune
I’ll be a rich prick, bet the doctor kept my foreskin
She foresaw what others can’t foresee
Fortunate for her cause now my dick ain’t for free
So forgive me you can’t afford this D
But I did pay attention to those 34 D’s
So rude so lewd and inappropriate
Was cool to me before you changed
My music isn’t for you
So screw you lemme fornicate
I gotta board a plane for escape
Or a Ford Escape
Tongue twisted
I spoke in tongues when I
Got some foreign brain
I got the knowledge so I keep an eye out for the snakes
Sinning with the foreplay
Winning is my forte
Chillin' where the synonym 'for the whores lay
Def not high but my vision, nigga 4K
Metaphors and foreshadows
Eclipse 3 suns while casting 4 shadows
7 day forecast my reign is seattle
So pray before battle sun dance and be rattled
For real just lookin' for ass that’s formidable
Come forward if you 20 sum' like four nickels boo
More like two dimes, you too fine
And for the record
They recognize I’ll forever wreck it
Check it, burning desire is only for the paper
I’m like a forest fire, Homie a force of nature
Haters go back count it
They thought I wasn’t 'bout it
You can check the numbers, the result will be astounding
Brought forth forgotten art form teaching it proudly
I’m like a young HOV, ain’t no reason to doubt me
So close but yo, you got 3 more bro
And no time, no stress
44 Four’s, oh my