Tell me how you feel ’bout a nigga Comin’ through on the 4 AM flex, shawty We done came down off a mission now It’s time for the 4 AM flex shawty Link ’round 2 did the mission ’round 3 You the 4 AM flex shawty I’m on my way right now On this 4 AM flex, yeah You don’t like flaw bitches I don’t like ho niggas We on some same shit I hit that smoke with ya I pour that four with ya You on the low Well yeah I’m on the low with ya Pick up and go get you I might just trust you enough to leave all my drugs And leave all of my dough with you I leave it all around 4 AM I just hit you up for the 4 AM flex now I’m riding down the west end shawty and I’m about to make a left right now She live in Driftwood All of her fam are from Shoreham She know the read if the lick good Shorty gon’ stick to the program I never don’t have no issues That’s why you know that I’m with you She so official that she’ll get the pot And she’ll throw her own four in the mixture Pull up to the function on fours Like a nigga had two plus two on the wheels, nigga I’ma keep it real with ya friends I need you plus you plus you on my deal, shawty All up at the 4 AM flex ‘Cause the 3 AM ain’t really go good on the real, shawty 4 AM flex and I’m watching for the cops And I put that on the hood, shawty
Come on my nigga, shut up my nigga you gon’ wake this nigga up Ayo my nigga, I’m trying Shit, my nigga put the shit in the bag, let’s go Let’s go Ay shit, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, I think this nigga waking up Oh fuck oh shit Ayo who the fuck is that in my house Shit, go out the front door, go out the front door Let’s go, run to the car, run to the car, run to the car
[Part II]
Me and the homie pull off the corner Inside of a old Honda Accord The feeling felt like a torture The nigga that we just robbed just popped one in his shoulder It led to me pulling over, to check him and tell him, dawg Just take the passenger seat and I’ll hit the road ‘Cause it’s way too many police out here to feel like we low My back windshield broke and the driver seat soaked From the blood that was previously leaking from his coat We switch sides while I put this shit to drive At 80 some odd miles, I’m shifting the gear to 5 Hopin’ that them 5-0 pigs don’t see the ride ‘Cause normally I ain’t scared, tonight it’s fear in my eyes My phone blingin’ ’cause my girl at home clingin’ And unaware of the problem this night on the road bringin’ Then I pick up the phone and tell her I’m speedin’ home As soon as I drop my dawg at the emergency room