Slae - 4pm Lyrics

I got fat ass black hoes
Get your bitch ass wacked bro
My bitch on that blanco
Said she don't do that Adderall
You don't want no beef like tacos
Motherf*ckers so pussy they live in Los Santos
Plug "Meet me at the park" "Oh, cuando?"
Stand on your money I'm like 5'4"
Stand on mine I'm like 6'4"
F*ck that bitch once, I don't kiss, hoe
He don't got Chrome Hearts on his clothes
She think 'bout me in her mind like Ino
They talkin' 'bout me, I'm a trending topic
They writin' 'bout me, I'm on Twitter popping
With your lil bitch we do Pilates
Police look at me, got the 9 on me
Racks on me, your man phony
Cheese on me like macaroni
V my chest, I'm so lonely
In a Rover, white just like pony
Hop in a Rari, Rover, Honda
(Oh, oh)
I just need that Rollie, Rollie
Nah, nah, ice all on my hoe, bitch
My hoe ain't shit, f*cked on her cousin
Just dropped a check, goddamn I'm moaning
I'm on IG bro and I'm just trolling
Off-White my closet, my clothes ain't folding
I'm my own opponent