4eight20three
4eight20three

RioThaGr8, Ice Dolo - 4eight20three Lyrics

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4eight20three Lyrics

Me and Dolo in that scat dodging potholes
Aye, me and Dolo in that Scat dodging potholes
Smoking on Gelato
Back seat full of thot hoes
Pocket full of money like a nigga hit the lotto
Cartier frames same color as Mulatto
We all buffed up and I aint talking Macho
Niggaz main bitches aint fucking with my side hoes
Watch yo back!
Is that yo brother foreal
Niggaz really in the field & they ready to kill
I'm caught up chasing a bag I aint chasing a deal
Ion even want a pint he cracking the seal
Pull up 10 milli glock leave em like Emmit Til
My lil nigga got to jugging and he made him a M
Talking down on HP you better watch yo mouth
Before a whole swat team come through yo house
I'm like the mayor of my city tell Biden come and see me
Top shotta Don Dadda Nigga on my Blocka
Neighborhood celebrity
Everybody fuck with me
I keep good energy
And always keep G
Rio serve the whole hood looking like a Sam's club
I spent 500 dollars just to hold my pants up
Yea I dream about a lot cause I really had nothing
They aint show a nigga love till a nigga had something
Fucked me up!
Couldn't believe it
All this drip look like water leave you seasick
I need siddity bitch stuck and mean bitch
Get off in own her bag she don't need shit
You ran up bag but that don't mean shit
Boy you better be cautious with the sneak diss
I was riding counting dollars
It was me and Rob Dolla
Bout to spend the block and make a play on Colorado
Went from thirsty thot hoes to out here fucking models
Baby wana drive the boat take the whole bottle
Rio like his ladies slim with ass and tits
Rob Dolla like em thick
Both our hoes is rich
Smoking Obama Runtz presidential shit
I need a Obama daughter presidential bitch
I was in the slow lane on a fast track
I just bussed a lil jug off the cash app
Free my nigga Steve locked up he had racks
I had fiends doings testers like a lab rat
Looked a bitch in the eyes do you really love me
I just made 5000 off a 700
They wasn't with me for the rain with me when its sunny
He aint really in the game you go have to sub em

Me and Dolo in that scat dodging potholes
Aye, me and Dolo in that Scat dodging potholes
Smoking on Gelato
Back seat full of thot hoes
Pocket full of money like a nigga hit the lotto
Cartier frames same color as Mulatto
We all buffed up and I aint talking Macho
Niggaz main bitches aint fucking with my side hoes
Watch yo back!
Is that yo brother foreal
Niggaz really in the field & they ready to kill
I'm caught up chasing a bag I aint chasing a deal
Ion even want a pint he cracking the seal
Pull up 10 milli glock leave em like Emmit Til
My lil nigga got to jugging and he made him a M
Talking down on HP you better watch yo mouth
Before a whole swat team come through yo house
I'm like the mayor of my city tell Biden come and see me
Top shotta Don Dadda Nigga on my Blocka
Neighborhood celebrity
Everybody fuck with me
I keep good energy
And always keep G
Rio serve the whole hood looking like a Sam's club
I spent 500 dollars just to hold my pants up
Yea I dream about a lot cause I really had nothing
They aint show a nigga love till a nigga had something
Fucked me up!
Couldn't believe it
All this drip look like water leave you seasick
I need siddity bitch stuck and mean bitch
Get off in own her bag she don't need shit
You ran up bag but that don't mean shit
Boy you better be cautious with the sneak diss
I was riding counting dollars
It was me and Rob Dolla
Bout to spend the block and make a play on Colorado
Went from thirsty thot hoes to out here fucking models
Baby wana drive the boat take the whole bottle
Rio like his ladies slim with ass and tits
Rob Dolla like em thick
Both our hoes is rich
Smoking Obama Runtz presidential shit
I need a Obama daughter presidential bitch
I was in the slow lane on a fast track
I just bussed a lil jug off the cash app
Free my nigga Steve locked up he had racks
I had fiends doings testers like a lab rat
Looked a bitch in the eyes do you really love me
I just made 5000 off a 700
They wasn't with me for the rain with me when its sunny
He aint really in the game you go have to sub em

Writer(s): Danario Barnes
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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