lirik lagu cash kidd & lil nell – 4th place
[intro: cash kidd]
(cloudy beats)
huh, ayy, b~tch
[verse 1: cash kidd]
your n~gga a groupie, only to you, he a k!ller
he beggin’ for a pic’ like i’m hoopin’ with the n~gga
huh, got it out the dirt, now they rootin’ for a n~gga
chasin’ ham like a farmer, i’m just scoopin’ up some chicken
feel like ella mai, i’m finna boot up in a minute
i was beggin’ for some help, dawg, they wouldn’t even listen
use that sh~t as motivation, it’s okay, i know they hatin’
since you addin’ your two cents, just don’t ask for no donations
i can’t hang around these rappers, they got dorky vibes
big pointers on my neck like a porcupine
n~gga, please hop off of my b~lls like a pokémon
huh, bad b~tches in the mansion tryna photobomb
bebе kidd snuck zaza across the border line
i’ma keep on fingеr~f~ckin’ nina, i’m a h~rny guy
huh, bad b~tch, no waist and she don’t waste
your b~tch finished, you must got corona, you got no taste
[chorus: cash kidd]
f~cked your b~tch for three minutes, i’m in no shape, ayy
hit a l!ck, then gon’ spend that sh~t dolce, ayy
told a b~tch, “ho, you slippin’, you in fourth place,” ayy
finna upgrade the mansion, i need more sp~ce, ayy
need an ice cream truck ’cause you got short cake, ayy
told her, “slop me up, b~tch, i need foreplay,” ayy
why the f~ck would i care what a dork say? ayy
suited up, jewelry on like a court date, n~gga
[verse 2: lil nell]
brodie think this cod, he got a gold drac’
rock a n~gga with my ice on, that’s a cold case
amg coupe all white like some cocaine
and i promise that i’m done beefin’ with you no~names
it only take one hollow to hit a n~gga top
it only take one striker to spin a n~gga block
tough n~ggas be the main ones who turnin’ to the cops
broke b~tches be the main ones f~ckin’ with the opps
i bet he disappear when i put that bread on his head
let me make it clear, you can keep the p~ssy, i want head
let a n~gga step wrong, we gon’ leave him with no legs
gucci shirt, most n~ggas never seen a half a band
i put in work, b~tch, i’m tryna make it for my fam’
you and your b~tch broke, she can’t even get you out no jam
i’m ’bout to ram your ho quick and make her call sam
b~tch, i’m feelin’ like a hunter how i’m stabbin’ in the lamb’
[chorus: cash kidd & lil nell]
f~cked your b~tch for three minutes, i’m in no shape, ayy (no shape)
hit a l!ck, then gon’ spend that sh~t dolce, ayy (‘che)
told a b~tch, “ho, you slippin’, you in fourth place,” ayy (fourth place)
finna upgrade the mansion, i need more sp~ce, ayy (more sp~ce)
need an ice cream truck ’cause you got short cake, ayy (uh)
told her, “slop me up, b~tch, i need foreplay,” ayy (uh)
why the f~ck would i care what a dork say? ayy (ooh, ah)
suited up, jewelry on like a court date, n~gga
[outro: lil nell]
ooh, ah
ooh~ooh, ah
ooh, ah
ah
ah
ooh, ah
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