Four Street - 4-я Улица | Текст песни

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Yah, bad bitches is the... yah

[Hook: Swae Lee]
I don't got no type, nah
Bad bitches is the only thing that I like, woo
You ain't got no life, nah
Cups with the ice and we do this every night, hey
I ain't check the price, I got it
I make my own money, so I spend it how I like, woo
I'm just living life, hey, hey
And let my momma tell it, nigga, I ain't living right, yup

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Chop the top off the Porsche, that's a headless horse
Extendo long as an extension cord
Bitch I ball like Jordan and I play full court
And if you not my type
Then you know I got to keep this shit short
What you know about a check? What you got up in your pocket?
What you spending when you shopping, dawg?
Why you wanna go flex? Like you all in the mix
Like you got some shit popping off
I got some models that you see up in the movies
And they want to make a flick for the camera
Wanna be Kim Kardashian, heard I was living like a bachelor

[Hook: Swae Lee]

[Verse 2: Slim Jimmy]
Spend it how I like, yah, sinning every night, yah
Push start the whip, hey, brought it straight to life, for life
Blowing on the kush, blow, 'til I'm out of sight, I won't go
I don't check the price, bitch, all I do is swipe, woo
She said, what's your type? Yah, I said, I like what I like, yah
I don't second guess, nah, I just roll the dice, keep it moving
Keep your two cents, hey, take your own advice, hey
I've been living life, yah, like I live twice

[Hook: Swae Lee]

[Outro]
I don't got no type, I don't got no type
And let my momma tell it, nigga, I ain't living right

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