Scott G. Lyrics
"4 Finger Ring Raps"

Feat. Ibn Inglor

Yeah, all designer shit, everything deigner

Ah, it's that 4 finger ring rap
Gemmy sky wing strap
She don't wanna leave
I assure she got a jings jack
When she heard me rap
Dope shit, relaps
Xo tic tac, I'm tel full of key at
You say you work harder than who
I doubt it
Tryina get my cosmo limit, so yeah I'm bout it, bout it
Inspire of model pictures off mally up in the lobby
We fuck them pack up their things
And tell them to get a hobby
I swear, I swear, I swear,
I swear I'm not ass up
Just can't deal with women
Messing round with my cash flow
13 hours shit, but I'm asking where my cash go
80 full of ...i might as well let my ass show
Bbc, how much it cost them
If awesome was a bitch, guess I'm fucking awesome
I just do it for the love like a married couple
And this shit that's in my cup got me seeing double
Double d's at the double tree
Shit I think I'm rick james1983
Cold blooded, her name what was it
Not too good with does, unless they come with a budget
And y'all talking cheap, shut up when talking to me
Walked in with 3 hoes, it's feeling like Christmas Eve
Gifted, now light trees, baby jeez, I'm sorry about your leave

[Hook]
You're now rocking with the man of hour
You're now rocking with the man of hour
30 bad bitches taking champagne showers
4 finger ring, 2 gold chains
4 finger ring, 2 gold chains
4 finger ring, 2 gold chains
Don't light up on the scale
I be heavy in the game

I went broke, came up
Still gave, no fucks
Team on the mill walk
Did it all, no bucks
Thought that I'd slow up
Oh damn, no luck
You balling on the bench,
I'm fin to jump tryina blow up
That's c4, kill the gang chiefo
No hoes beef, now they barely rocking they clothes
I'm my own hero, count my month zeros
I ain't dealing with you fuckers
If it ain't about dineros
Been still the shit, pull up in the dealership
4 finger dope ring, describe just how I'm feeling bitch
Mixing magella, sorry can't afford it
So cop it one my prophet, significally less important
More work to be less like work
And someone more like recording
Until then I'm in the zone 23 I feel like I'm Jordan
My next goes to hit London,
That's overseas in the Lauren gold chains
You niggas is getting boring

[Hook]
You're now rocking with the man of hour
You're now rocking with the man of hour
30 bad bitches taking champagne showers
4 finger ring, 2 gold chains
4 finger ring, 2 gold chains
4 finger ring, 2 gold chains
Don't light up on the scale
I be heavy in the game

Babe Dior, I be on that Mason
Margella shit, ivanci scars I be on
Spitting for my audience
Picture it, I'm switching shit
Flow so ridiculous
Gipsy bitch I'm getting with
And bitches in my kitchen in
No nigga, getting dough
Cause I'm thug nigga, thug nigga
Floss put the gold in the jar
Heavy chains got heavy chains on my heart
That I rock well
Black scale ...mores on my black ...
Ride around town, glory so inglorious
And glow on spit on 40
Hoping that this audience won't 40 years flipping flow
...versace go for my nina, ...
Citizen of my people...so that I get the dough
And I blow with my niggas, oh

I, look at all the lovely people
I, look at all the lovely people
I, look at all the lovely people
I, look at all the lovely people.