Tell me how you feel 'bout a nigga coming thru on a 4am flex We done down off a mission now its time for the 4am flex shawty Leaving 2, did the mission round 3, you the 4am flex shawty I'm on my way right now, on the 4am flex You don't like bitches, I don't like hoe niggas We on same shit I hit that smoke with ya, I pour 4 with ya You on the low, well yeah I'm on the low ya up and go get you I might just you enough to leave all my drugs and leave all of my dough with you I leave it all 4am I hit you up for the 4am Flex now Riding down the west end shawty and bouta make a left now She live in All of her famo Shore She know the read if the good Shawty gon to the program I don't have no ways That's why you know I work She so official that she'll get the pot and throw her own four in the mix Pull up to the function on fours, like a nigga had two two on the whip I'ma keep it real your friends I need you plus you plus you, I'm a shawty All up for the 4am flex, cuz the 3am ain't really go good on the real 4am flex, and I'm watching for the cops and I put on the hood, shawty
Me and the homie pull off the corner inside of a old Honda The feeling feel a torture The nigga we just just popped one in his shoulder And led to me pulling over, to and telling him dawg take the passenger seat and I hit the road 'Cause way too many police out here to feel like we low My back windshield broke and the seat soak From the blood was previously leaking from his coat We switch sides I put this shit to drive A 80 odd miles, shiftin the gear to 5 Hopin' that the 5-0 pigs see the ride 'Cause normally I scared, but tonight there's fear in my eyes My phone cuz my girl at home clingin' And of the problem this night on the road bringin' Then I pick up the and tell her I'm speedin' home As soon as I drop my dawg at the room