[00:13.60]Yea, they too basic
[00:15.40]I can never shake they hand, they too basic
[00:19.90]Yea, Halloween
[00:21.60]Yea
[00:24.50]Breaking records nigahs that good
[00:25.80]I really trapped nigahs act hood
[00:27.00]Back in my day nigahs probably smoke you like the Backwoods
[00:30.10]I’m outta town never outta touch
[00:32.10]Nigah chase checks never chase hoes
[00:33.90]Young nigahs got the city lock
[00:35.00]Just know what ever I say goes
[00:37.00]And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
[00:38.00]And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
[00:39.50]And I’m rich low key
[00:41.00]But I’m just 4T
[00:42.40]And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
[00:44.50]And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
[00:45.70]And I’m rich low key
[00:47.80]But I’m just 4T
[00:48.40]Top down nigah rise up
[00:50.60]When we see the bag don’t surprise us
[00:51.70]I’m from the Whitney don’t get fried up
[00:53.70]Nigahs bringing beef like ah potluck
[00:54.70]All these broke nigahs bosting
[00:56.70]Oh shit it so lit
[00:57.90]How the **** niggas claim thrown
[00:59.30]But I been the king since '06
[01:01.70]Hottest in the city check your thermometer
[01:02.60]If nigahs come we gon' line them up
[01:04.00]Swear it’s bout time I get rid of you nigahs
[01:05.80]I think they know that they time is up
[01:06.50]Straight to the check we could count it up
[01:07.50]Remember back then nigahs was the man
[01:09.20]Now it’s crazy the hype gone
[01:10.00]Now they love me love me love me got me feeling like like Mike Jones
[01:14.40]And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
[01:15.60]And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
[01:16.20]And I’m rich LOW KEY!
[01:17.70]But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
[01:19.60]And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
[01:20.20]And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
[01:22.30]And I’m rich LOW KEY!
[01:24.00]But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
[01:25.50]I gotta billion ways
[01:27.50]Back when nigahs had the Rav 4
[01:28.40]Young nigahs scheming for days
[01:30.90]Instead he jacking nigahs for the iced out ring presi rollie and fresh sneaks
[01:33.20]So don’t let me go Joey Pesci
[01:36.50]Now I got the
[01:37.30]I got the
[01:38.80]So many ice turn the lights out
[01:39.70]Payed 150 for the Jésus
[01:40.20]Just some nigahs from around the way
[01:42.80]Did it for the Whitney nigah stay true
[01:43.60]Plus I got the hittaz in back of me
[01:45.50]Turn nigahs straight to casualty
[01:46.70]Lil momma swear that she salevent
[01:48.50]But she was just ****ing me Actually
[01:50.60]Top down top down nigahs want no rounds
[01:52.10]I really had the city buzzing going off with my sound
[01:56.00]I’m never going for the basic
[01:57.30]Banana clip going ape shit
[01:59.70]Cop chase we Bugatti boys how the **** gone chase this
[02:02.40]And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
[02:03.40]And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
[02:05.80]And I’m rich low key!
[02:07.00]But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
[02:08.50]And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
[02:09.40]And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
[02:11.90]And I’m rich low key!
[02:12.10]But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
[02:14.50]And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
[02:16.00]And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
[02:17.30]And I’m rich low key!
[02:19.90]But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
[02:20.00]And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
[02:22.00]And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
[02:23.60]And I’m rich low key!
[02:25.00]But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)

Yea, they too basic
I can never shake they hand, they too basic
Yea, Halloween
Yea
Breaking records nigahs that good
I really trapped nigahs act hood
Back in my day nigahs probably smoke you like the Backwoods
I’m outta town never outta touch
Nigah chase checks never chase hoes
Young nigahs got the city lock
Just know what ever I say goes
And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
And I’m rich low key
But I’m just 4T
And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
And I’m rich low key
But I’m just 4T
Top down nigah rise up
When we see the bag don’t surprise us
I’m from the Whitney don’t get fried up
Nigahs bringing beef like ah potluck
All these broke nigahs bosting
Oh shit it so lit
How the **** niggas claim thrown
But I been the king since '06
Hottest in the city check your thermometer
If nigahs come we gon' line them up
Swear it’s bout time I get rid of you nigahs
I think they know that they time is up
Straight to the check we could count it up
Remember back then nigahs was the man
Now it’s crazy the hype gone
Now they love me love me love me got me feeling like like Mike Jones
And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
And I’m rich LOW KEY!
But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
And I’m rich LOW KEY!
But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
I gotta billion ways
Back when nigahs had the Rav 4
Young nigahs scheming for days
Instead he jacking nigahs for the iced out ring presi rollie and fresh sneaks
So don’t let me go Joey Pesci
Now I got the
I got the
So many ice turn the lights out
Payed 150 for the Jésus
Just some nigahs from around the way
Did it for the Whitney nigah stay true
Plus I got the hittaz in back of me
Turn nigahs straight to casualty
Lil momma swear that she salevent
But she was just ****ing me Actually
Top down top down nigahs want no rounds
I really had the city buzzing going off with my sound
I’m never going for the basic
Banana clip going ape shit
Cop chase we Bugatti boys how the **** gone chase this
And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
And I’m rich low key!
But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
And I’m rich low key!
But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
And I’m rich low key!
But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)
And my wrist on freeze! (Brr)
And my bitch OD! (Yea Hoe!)
And I’m rich low key!
But I’m just Fourtee! (Woo)