4 DA gang

[Intro: Scorpions with 42 Dugg]
You
I cant wait for the nights with you
I imagine the things well do
[Verse 1: 42 Dugg & Scorpions]
Aint nothin plain on me, nigga, four chains on me (I just want to be loved by you)
I aint trippin bout that ho, nigga, she came on me
I got a bitch from the West, shell suck a nigga soft
Bitch from the East, shell **** a nigga dawgs (No one like—)
Still playin with that raw even though I got a deal
Had to get up out the city, I just got a nigga killed
Pause, Im lyin, kinda, still sippin out the Fanta
OxyContin and Opanas, I want four-two for each
Niggas upped Lou for free, thats my nigga, come and kick it
Mister stillll serve the city, Im the reason its some chicken
Why the **** you in the kitchen tryna turn one?
Daire quit pullin on the blender fore you burn some
Baby say she want a real nigga, but she dont get it
Why you aint never up at night? I told you I been sippin
Still go harder for my niggas, wish I could bring you back
Turntest in the city, white lows, blue flags
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Catch me in the city, young nigga, four chains
Signed to CMG, still in the dope game
I dont swipe propane, really got it out the mud
Big 4 Gang, catch me ridin with the thugs
And I got it on my own, aint nobody helped me
Remain humble, sell crack to dope fiends
You cant 'Lil bro' me, bitch, I really got a check
42 in this shit, I be really on that
Put the city on my back, still remember hard times
2018 was the year my dawg died
[Chorus: 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch]
Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
Amiris on low, if not, wheat Timbs
Me and 42 pullin up, twin Bentleys
Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Tied from the D to LA
Always keep it a hunnid K
[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
Number one nigga, but theyre never gon admit it
I was doin two-hundred in the Rari and got a ticket
Every time they see me, they say they aint seen me in a minute
Probably ****in on your bitches, probably runnin up the digits
Forgiato wheels, both lanes
Floor mats say a nigga name
Interrogation, feds tried to put us on the board, never identified
All my niggas always gettin dough, its always chicken time
I got niggas in the box, gon call me collect
I got model bitches that be tryna call me for sex
And you know what they say, 'If it aint directed, then dont respect it'
You see em out in public, they gon act like they never said it
I see by the C-side, I throw it up two times
And your nigga got a gangster card, he bought it off Groupon
One of the young niggas that be gettin love in the city
From the hub to the dub in the tub, ** ** with me
[Chorus: 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch]
Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
Amiris on low, if not, wheat Timbs
Me and 42 pullin up, twin Bentleys
Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Tied from the D to LA
Always keep it a hunnid K