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Get In Line (Extended)

 

Get In Line (Extended)

(الألبوم: Stay Dangerous - 2021)


Yeah
Mr. C4, so stay dangerous
For sure (You know)
It's Big 4
(Just pay the guy)

Ayy, I might call that bitch when I'm tryna fuck
Ayy, I might cop a Hellcat and get my bitch a Tesla
Yellow tape shawty, tell me what you got the stretcher for?
I'm up a cool hundred, nigga, what you think I'm flexing for?
All speculations, you can keep on speculating
Ayy, I fucked her, then walked past that bitch like we ain't had relations (I don't know her)
You can call me Big Boss or Big C4 or Satan
Ayy, if I get on this shit, everybody gon' play it
The way I dress, it make a statement, just watch how I play it
I ain't never made no statement, if I do, make sure I'm dead
All you hearing is the Drac' click, then my eyes turn red
And I wasn't surprised when switched, it was out his hands
I do this shit for my day-ones and all my fans
All them niggas wanna see me win, see me advance
Told the label they can't recoup no baby-ass advance
I just took that boy advance money and bought three pair of pants
Just like I moved to southpaw, I just switched the stance
I do this shit for my grandpa, he couldn't feel his hands
High speed in my BM car, loaded full of Xans
And niggas used to see with me ain't here no more, they didn't stick to the plan
Anything for my baby boy, I'll risk that shit again
I can cut this shit one more time, I whip that shit again
All that bullshit be talking, it's gon' get back in the end
Them niggas was cool, but now these niggas dick sucking like fans
Me and Big Folks ain't even with the same niggas that we started with
Pussy-ass niggas act like hoes, we don't be arguing
Got niggas coming back like they wan' be part the squad again
Naw, you can't get inside, bitch, click it to the side, switch
Fifty, sixty-nine fix, we was into buying bricks
All white just like my teeth, Invisalign my bricks
Couple million up in case I hit the ground for my jit
Know I got them soldiers, they gon' get in line for that hit
She say, "What's your name?" Prada Papi 4
Walk around with knots and rolls
And since 2021 started, kicked like thirty doors
Broski with the most like, "Why your pop so dirty, Joe?"
I break the bank, then up the score, stay dangerous, Big Backdoor
Ayy, you can catch me two-tone Audemars, a Givenchy cardigan
Said that that's his block, well, that's that block he gon' get slaughtered in
Me and my bitch ain't go nowhere to eat, we ordered in
They had Big C4 fucked up, let me start again (Start this one more damn time)
It's the same situation, different complications
Bitch gotta get the fuck out now, no more accommodation
One a rental and two strikers that I park adjacent
Know I keep that stick like a machete, don't get caught with Jason
Get you squeezed like Capris, now his knees showing
They say bro got killed on the E-way, Big 4 say keep it going
Ain't no plans of stopping, ain't no plans of slowing
And it's still a Glock, but I still keep the drum right by my groin
Heard that he was hating on my hustle, now his pussy showing
These niggas 'round me don't play 'bout me, they might get to blowing
Ayy, and I wasn't with them niggas, I was riding with my lil' tenderloin
He say he need an Addy and two Percocets to get him going
I need Weight Watchers, all these pounds, traphouse stomach growing
1080, we just like So Icey Gang, niggas tryna join
Running circles 'round these niggas, they like, "Where he goin'?"
Uh, really, I be talking when I'm rapping, so this like a poem
Wanna see Big C4 get to murdering shit
Ain't no confrontation, they know I be with glick
Fifty-round drum, titties to replace the dick
One phone call, ain't call the police, nigga, I called a blitz
Tricks is for kids, best believe see through the bullshit, the nonsense
It's weighing on his conscience
He was tryna finesse the Big Backdoor, his own apartment
A hundred-thousand robbery, but I been calm since
Get you stepped on, niggas know that 4 been a big homie
And my stick was fully automatic, collecting all them chonies
Ayy, I shift that bitch in track and get to drifting like it's snowing
And he ain't want nothing but some money, I say I'm already knowing

Ayy, free Boogie, nigga
1080, ayy, free Boogie, nigga
Ayy, 1080, get your shit tooken, nigga
Ayy, 1080, nigga, we richer, nigga
Yeah, ayy, come in through the backdoor
Yeah, ayy, ayy, come in through the backdoor, ayy
Yeah, yeah, come in through the backdoor, ayy
Yeah, we gon' come in through the backdoor
Nigga, don't act slow
Present the cash flow
1080, squad, nigga
Yeah, and it's all about the squad, nigga
Money just make my dick hard, nigga
Yeah, it's no facade

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