Lyrics Yung Mal – 4dg

4dg Lyrics – Yung Mal

Singer: Yung Mal
Title: 4dg

Weed so strong, might burn your nose
(10Fifty, I love you)
Ho, ho, ho
Hold up, go

Say they want smoke, but them f#ck n#gg#s choke
If she not 4DG, then that b#tch gotta go
What is that? What you mean, 4DG?
That b#tch for the gang, that b#tch ain’t for me (Woah, woah)

Pull up and valet park the Rolls
Weed so strong, sh#t burn my nose
Seen mama cry, we was damn near poor
Now we stay at the top of the condos (Woah, woah)

Every day I wake up, I be grindin’ for sure
Shawty stay with a chopper, he just came home, he still on parole
Brother just called my phone, he just got out the hole (Woah, woah)
Trap stay open twenty-four, never sold out (Trap)

So many pounds like a growhouse (Yeah)
Blue racks in my stash, don’t touch it again, it’s growin’ mold, oh-woah
And I know some n#gg#s who really got rich off a flip, T-Mobile
Make this b#tch give me head ’til I motherf#ckin’ doze off

Think sh#t sweet, then you get your sh#t blowed off
Pull up to the club with my motherf#ckin’ doors off
Opps claim that it’s up with us
Like we ain’t ready to go to war

Iceburg Gang met a n#gg# quota
I get on the road and my bros come
Stick together, we rock like some soldiers
Goin’ hard and the money keep comin’ and comin’

Had to buy a money counter, got cracks in my thumb (Shit)
They know how I’m comin’
Might play crazy, I know you’re not dumb (Fool)
They just be poppin’ they gums

Been poppin’ my sh#t so hard, I might just gotta pop my gun (f#ck it)
(Huh, get on the money, woah, woah)
I keep a whole round of gunners
Why the hell y’all n#gg#s be actin’ so tough? Tuh

Oh, man, woah, woah (Shit crazy)
Oh, man, woah, woah (Have ’em play crazy)
Oh, man (Hit they block like the Navy, Iceburg, b#tch)
Hold up, go

Say they want smoke, but them f#ck n#gg#s choke
If she not 4DG, then that b#tch gotta go
What is that? What you mean, 4DG?
That b#tch for the gang, that b#tch ain’t for me (Woah, woah)

Pull up and valet park the Rolls
Weed so strong, sh#t burn my nose
Seen mama cry, we was damn near poor
Now we stay at the top of the condos (Woah, woah)

Say they want smoke, but them f#ck n#gg#s choke
If she not 4DG, then that b#tch gotta go
What is that? What you mean, 4DG?
That b#tch for the gang, that b#tch ain’t for me (Woah, woah)

Pull up and valet park the Rolls
Weed so strong, sh#t burn my nose
Seen mama cry, we was damn near poor
Now we stay at the top of the condos (Woah, woah)
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