4 snares 3 808s Lyrics – Azube
Singer: Azube
Title: 4 snares 3 808s
Give a f#ck about my trauma
You ain’t in my headspace
You be spreading rumors
I object it like its hearsay
Sure I love your shawty
But I ain’t got nobody
So don’t be counting p#ss#
When you the only asuri (Bill Maze!)
I’m never the one that they ever want
No, I’m never the one that they ever need
I don’t give a sh#t don’t hide it with your font
I don’t care faggot just watch me go succeed
I’ma pull a Bödvar with a hammer and a sword
If you tryna go talk to me better check in with the morgue
Yeah, you f#ck with my flow I’ll pull you out just like a cork
If you tryna replicate me better start praying to lord
‘Cause no one using perc like me, I got this sh#t popped
DG with the way that I get got, it’s hot lock
I’m cooking fire sh#t in the stu’, I got the hot pot
We from Arizona so we used to getting burnt lots
I don’t need your friends I’m my own placements
I don’t need anybody but Gasmduck, you fake sh#t
How I make a beat this hard?
It’s basic
I go on my sh#t while you sittin’ down and just hate sh#t
Give a f#ck about my trauma
You ain’t in my headspace
You be spreading rumors
I object it like it’s hearsay
Sure I love your shawty
But I ain’t got nobody
So don’t be counting p#ss#
When you the only a-
Blink 182
Blink 182
I hit blinkers too
Your girl got hella ‘tude
Straight out of the coffin
Too much lean stay coughin’
Money dirty stay moppin’
Eat a flopper stay floppin’
Shout out bill maze
That’s from where I came
Nah it’s not a phase
Ice dancing on me bladee
Pour me up lean
Elixir golem purple me
High like Astra smoke screen
I be smoking purple tree
Inhale exhale
Smoke out my diaphragm
Got this smart b#tch from Yale
Got this weed a thousand grams
Clouds coming out my mouth
High as the sky
Eyes hurt smoking too much loud
I’ma stay fried
Just look at my waist
Just look at my stick
I got no trace
I only rock rick
I got no case
Beat harder than a brick
I’m running home base
Too much drugs I’m still sick
I got big boy shooters
They all big as f#ck
I got world rulers
I am the Gasmduck
I got big boy shooters
They all big as f#ck
I got world rulers
I am the Gasmduck
Always been 480 that sh#t my area code
Coming out like Ritchie, I’m money stacking in Arizo’
Grew up bumping beats now I’m innovating on every flow
Got no pen and pad but my #ss a fag so I’m smoking dough
Ooh, yuh, my #ss is independent
Too much pressure on my shoulders if you mess up won’t defend it
Music not for moderates, you hear it get it offended
Now I’m f#cking with these dudes I’m really gay I’m not pretending
Got 4 snares 3 808s, ’cause I got tons of bass
Know I’m a cutie but keep it up and you gon’ catch a case
I be tracking pedos even if they haven’t been in state
Floating on this beat without trying because this sh#t innate
Burn in a fire so you’re left with your scars
And you can drown your sorrows in the comfort of a bar
While I’m above this planet like I’m Pade seeing stars
Living in the metro ’cause I can’t afford a car
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