Skyz - 4ty Lyrics

(And before there was nothing, there were monsters)
Huh, yeah
All you niggas hoes, I'm just being honest
Got a problem, blow ya forty bout it
Too many problems, y'all don't know about it
Shawty say that we should talk about it
Shawty bad, she just raw body
Take her for a ride in this wide body
Smoking loud so they can't see through the smoke
Done wrong by the main bitches, so I really done lost hope
But f*ck it
Money talk, if you wanna reach, you can speak to me through the O's
Chasing money on the same shit, you can see me riding with the bros

Peacoat with a forty in it, how I keep warm when it's cold
Put a price on ya life, for any nigga tryna get by, you get sold
Might sell ya to ya bros
Might sell ya to the Zos'
Might sell ya to the old head, he got tape on a mag
Tape on a mag, tryna make it the riches from the rag
Miss my bro, he too far gone, he can't come back
Shawty said she ain't with me for the bag, then again, she too bad
Old bitch said she need help with the bills, told her ass it's too bad
Forty round in my pocket now, just incase me and bro popping out
Niggas hate, they all fans now
And you already know the hoes 'round, we got bands now

Huh, yeah
All you niggas hoes, I'm just being honest
Got a problem, blow ya forty bout it
Too many problems, y'all don't know about it
Shawty say that we should talk about it
Shawty bad, she just raw body
Take her for a ride in this wide body
Smoking loud so they can't see through the smoke
Done wrong by the main bitches, so I really done lost hope
But f*ck it
Money talk, if you wanna reach, you can speak to me through the O's
Chasing money on the same shit, you can see me riding with the bros