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4 man weave - tay spades lyrics

[intro]
grah, fah, fah
(mhm, nah, turn that up, young madz)
ah

[verse 1: kah era]
tell the boys, we ain’t bendin’, we just gettin’ money
why he laughing? he think sh*t is funny
i told man: “don’t shoot him, that n*gga a dummy”
his b*tch wanna shot, now i’m all in her tummy
like [?], he think he slide me
i feel like [?], he right beside me
i ain’t wanna do it, but he try me
free nicky g in the spot, yelling lotti
he gon’ catch him like what?
nah, i’ma throw him like [?]
spots, he buggin’ on court like a maverick
i fiend for the o, b*tch, i need the package
i know n*ggas got spit on, and jacked it
if it was me, y’all would’ve died jaggy
caught my last on the sight, and i slapped her
scream gts, yeah, we really get crackin’

[verse 2: porter b & tay spades]
like, grah, shh, dead, he a hound
i’ma keep cl!ckin’, ’til i’m in a cell
like, grah, grah, don’t get me tight
that boy tried to spin, he back on the night
i’ma back out the g, i’m not tryna fight
like, yo mark, pop out, i got a new plan
if he talk on my day, you not meeting his day
like, grah, grah, grah, i got him a gift
he talk on my deads, you get put on a list
i know that he hurt me, he don’t got a knife
i scream gts, she gon’ take off her draws
i’ma pass it to tay, n*ggas know that he home
yo, cop popped out, let’s shoot through the rey
that’s a four man weave, who the f*ck gotta play? (ahh)
[verse 3: tay spades & marii spoons]
how many opps do i got? (they next)
how many opps i shot? (he dead)
how many holes in the spot?
how many holes got popped?
my new b*tch is 7/10, but you know that is 7*8
n*ggas over the internet, but won’t say that sh*t to my face
tay one of them ones, i’ma hold the sun
n*gga i ain’t never gon’ run, i’d rather punch this gun
man i drive n*ggas for fun, like, how i’ma lose?
i’m already the one, i’m already the one (grah)

[verse 4: marii spoons]
these n*ggas is p*ssy, pop out the cut, and they lookin’ like rookies
n*ggas is all on my d*ck, they can’t book me
b*tches is all on my d*ck, they want hookies
pass me the chevy, you know i’ma get to it
n*ggas know i took that money sh*t fluent
n*ggas know me and the guys, we get to it
shoutout my vision, you know that we movin’
n*ggas is movin’, n*ggas ain’t crusin’
oh, we go slow, if a n*gga won’t do it
hollows gon’ hit him, slow down his movie
f*ck with the guys, you don’t wanna do it
nowadays, i’m only focused on backhand
ain’t got time for n*ggas, that be lackin’
if you don’t pull up, n*gga, then what happened?
you know me and my n*ggas get active (grah)

- tay spades lyrics

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