Four Leaf Clover
Purge!
3:04City nights, City lights, gotta catch my flight Got no time for these bitches, get the out my damn sight Yeah I'm on my new shit, please don't ask me for advice I'll be giving you the opposite to make sure that I vice Like woah, pay the price, getting something nice Got a price tag on it, some shit you cannot suffice Yeah you got your digits low, prolly time to roll the dice I ain't with that stupid shit, I make all my work precise City nights, City lights, gotta catch my flight Got no time for these bitches, get the out my damn sight Yeah I'm on my new shit, please don't ask me for advice I'll be giving you the opposite to make sure that I vice Like woah, pay the price, getting something nice Got a price tag on it, some shit you cannot suffice Yeah you got your digits low, prolly time to roll the dice I ain't with that stupid shit, I make all my work precise White jeans, White tee, 400 on the fee Yeah I'm travelling for leisure, yeah I'm travelling for me Got a bitch in every city, Yeah There's always stuff to see And they know just what to do, they getting on their knees Twin Glock, seal your fate, they be talking all that hate They be talking all that shit, even though they can't relate 20 bands in my pocket, and I'm owning some estate Got a gate, with my fence, got a house in every state Yeah for real they just a jealous got a hoe up in my bed And you know what, it's kinda crazy, prolly better left unread But I be posing with you girl, and she be arching hella back Aye she be grinding up all on me, Ian even talking smack But you the one who couldn't hit, yeah you the one who played a fool I don't know what there is to tell you, I did what you couldn't do And you be getting played now, you be getting played in school I can't wait for you to realize, she just using as a tool City nights, City lights, gotta catch my flight Got no time for these bitches, get the out my damn sight Yeah I'm on my new shit, please don't ask me for advice I'll be giving you the opposite to make sure that I vice Like woah, pay the price, getting something nice Got a price tag on it, some shit you cannot suffice Yeah you got your digits low, prolly time to roll the dice I ain't with that stupid shit, I make all my work precise Yeah for real they just a jealous got a hoe up in my bed And you know what, it's kinda crazy, prolly better left unread But I be posing with you girl, and she be arching hella back Aye she be grinding up all on me, Ian even talking smack But you the one who couldn't hit, yeah you the one who played a fool I don't know what there is to tell you, I did what you couldn't do And you be getting played now, you be getting played in school I can't wait for you to realize, she just using as a tool