4L (Explicit)

4L (Explicit) - 21 Savage

Lyrics by：Shayaa Joseph/Quantavious Thomas/Ahmar Bailey/Roshwita Larisha Bacha

Composed by：Shayaa Joseph/Quantavious Thomas/Ahmar Bailey/Roshwita Larisha Bacha

Solid n***a real street n***a

A hundred percent a hundred and ten percent

Ain't no cut on this s**t n***a

This s**t blue magic n***a like Frank Lucas n***a on God

Four trap spots at the bottom of the hill straight up

Tryna diss savage that'll prolly get you killed on God

I get my shooter smoked I think he finna spill swear

The beans I got X dawg 75 cents a pill 21

Tez took a 15 finna come back on a pill free tez

Pop took 19 'fore he was 19 made me shed

A tear free pop

Blew up on my own no cosigns I was stiff on God

I swear I went like six times platinum 'fore

I signed my deal straight up

We used to cut mac 90s before they made them

Dracs on my mama

I'm so slaughter gang I'ma nut on her face 21

Captain save-a-ho you might get shot in your cape on God

N***as drop a mixtape then they tattoo they face lil' p***y

N***as drop an album then pretend to be

Gangsta lil' b***h

Imagine every hood you gon' make it up ain't you

He done made up dead homies man this n***a a prankster

I got n***as down to roll for our flock

They'll shank you on God

Give me head in a brand new car yeah

Hit her from the back need geico 21

She got fat 'cause a n***a made her stay in the house

So I got the b***h lipo straight up

Ridin' 'round town with a glock but if it's a hit

I'ma use my rifle on God

You can ask all the opps

N***as know 4l gang go psycho I swear

Cap-ass rap-ass bat her in her back a*s

You know you ain't built like that

Play and get your a*s smashed

All black ski mask pull up on your street fast

Bodybag a n***a a*s throw his body in the trash

I'm a young trap a*s strapped-ass no time for the yap a*s

Get a n***a clapped a*s zone 6 ride around

With it in my lap a*s

Leave your man's brain in your motherf**kin' lap a*s n***a

Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow

Brrr-bow-bow-bow-bow

I wanted to come in know what I'm talkin' about

'Cause you talkin' that s**t

This that zone 6 s**t for y'all n***as

Stop all that cap-ass s**t

I'm a zone 6-er Mr Remixer

Mr F**k-her-then-I-hit-her-pass-her-to-my-nigga

Only thing I smoke on is a big swisher

And I don't sip liquor I sip lean yes sir

Yes sir

Pull up on the curb hope

I serve a n***a bird serve a bird

Serve a bird

Who run the block slimeball that's the word slime

Get a n***a topped off top non-stop on my block

I got shooters totin' their glock

It's a 30 in his glock yeah that 30

N***as ain't rockin' how we rockin' we rock-solid 4L

And I keep them blues in my pocket ten thousand uh huh

Five on your head n***a get your head chopped do that

Ride through my hood and I got the top chopped what

Off when I ride off what

Smoke gas cough dude

B***h give me mouth uh huh

Big dawg boss big dawg

Y'all know what it cost you know

Just to be a boss be a boss

Well you gotta wipe some n***as off

Yo gotta run off on the plug

Yo gotta shoot at some n***a

Let him know you don't give no f**ks

If he really 'bout that life then n***a

Show you 'bout your business

Don't be schemin' on a hunnid n***a

Run up you a million

Cap-ass rap-ass bat her in her back a*s

You know you ain't built like

That play and get your a*s smashed

All black ski mask pull up on your street fast

Bodybag a n***a a*s throw his body in the trash

I'm a young trap a*s strapped-ass no time for the yap a*s

Get a n***a clapped a*s

Zone 6 ride around with it in my lap a*s

Leave your man's brain in your motherf**kin'

Lap a*s n***a 21 21

I was little now I'm bigger

Now I'm bigger

I was broke now I'm worth eight figures eight figures

It's either you against us or you with us lil' b***h

Malcolm might get killed in the middle on God

Mini-14 I was 17 first time I shot it

N***a I was on glenfair on my mama dawg

Went hollow collier ridge to VC

Robbin' landin' all the way to line street

They don't play fair 21 21

If you make your bed you gon' lay there

You gon' lay there

Made a hunnid on austin off my cell yeah

Off my cell yeah

It was a trap spot and

I used to stay there on God

On my dead brother I kept a k there straight up

Tryna spend the night you must be f**kin'

Or somethin' lil' b***h

I want you to suck me like

You suckin' your thumb 21

Savage rich as f**k but I save money

Like a bum on God

Made it to the top but

I give back to the slum straight up

Cap-ass rap-ass bat her in her back a*s

You know you ain't built like that play

And get your a*s smashed

All black ski mask pull up on your street fast

Bodybag a n***a a*s throw his body in the trash

I'm a young trap a*s strapped-ass no time for the yap a*s

Get a n***a clapped a*s zone 6 ride around

With it in my lap a*s

Leave your man's brain in your motherf**kin'

Lap a*s n***a 21 21