4Tex (Lil Yachty Cortex Remix Lyrics – 704 Prod
Singer: 704 Prod
Title: 4Tex (Lil Yachty Cortex Remix
I got this sh#t from andrew kelly
All my opps ghost like makaveli
Nah, there ain’t sh#t your #ss could tell me
You tried to snake but lack the venom
Diamonds on me black as venom
My girl #ss bounce back like jelly
Now i see why her ex so jealous
Man let me get this bag of fenty
I heard that sh#t in the grape vine, n#gg# they wait by and talk smack to press me
Your life bout mine, damn that’s depressing
My life makes yours, damn that’s impressing
I’ll drop this sh#t on my ig
n#gg#s don’t like me
So they ignore it to spitе me
They share thеir n#gg#’s own music
n#gg# go stupid
No i mean literally, high key
Yea i can tell that he wrote the sh#t
I give it to you, we both commit
My issue with your friends who promote it
That sh#t is ass, they know it, b#tch
You got it down on the clothing sh#t
You got it down on the videos
But g#dd#mn my n#gg# really though
I heard colder sh#t off of “frozen” b#tch
I wrote this sh#t off the cortex, aye
I got yo b#tch in my vortex, aye
She told me “babe i want more sex” wait
Who you called “baby”? abort that, aye
Forgot i had a lil shawty now, man she ’bout to gimme that b#llsh#t, dang
Ain’t use to love, this some new sh#t dang
I been out learning that new shabang
I want more checks, more sex, more less, i just want everything
Bad hoes on tour jets in corsets, for my set with me
#ss naked givin lap dances to my n#gg#s, just a regular thing
While my shorty in short sets, sippin’ hennessy right next to me
All these labels better check for me
Go and jot up that lil check for me
b#tch don’t you see i’m the product, and i can produce, i’m an accessory
Gon’ try put one your boys next to me
I turn that n#gg# to some bread and cheese
I been to hungry, i’m yet to feast
Yo chance like enemies, dead to me
Drop top swerving through uptown, pull it the f#ck down, shoot out the roof like i’m yachty
Crop top, pull it the f#ck down, t#tt#es and butt out, she tryna f#ck and just saw me
“pop pop”, knock em the f#ck down, shot by my personnel, opp can’t even get through the lobby
Knock knock, y’b#tch at my door bell, thought she was yours well, that p#ss# was wet like dasani
Opps always be on some f#ck sh#t
My n#gg#s hands always stuck to the stick like a muppet
I’m in magazines, they jealous of it
Now my n#gg# gotta back me and dump his
Make a n#gg# dance when they pump him
Got a n#gg# spazzin’ doin some crump sh#t
He just got fed with like 30, they did him dirty, b#tch i ain’t talkin bout lunch shift
Diamonds too wet like some fiji, splash
f#ck all this rap, i want tv cash
n#gg#s want smoke, ain’t no need for that
n#gg#s want beef, they need me for that
n#gg#s be talkin bout jesus piece
But’ll cross you for one like on jesus back
n#gg#s put claim on the rap god, f#ck all the smack talk, i bring the jesus back
Aye j cole, aye bro! you should come put a n#gg# on your payroll
Opps hate, they hope… a n#gg# won’t blow up ’cause they say so
I hate fake hoes.. i’ll never claim to associate those
I’m hot, they know, i don’t ride waves, i’ll just wait till my name float
We ain’t in the same boat n#gg#
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