4 AM

It's four in the morning

I'm boomin'

They hatin'

And throwin' a fit (throwin' a fit)

These haters is jocking

These niggas is flocking

They all on my dick (they all on my dick)

All in my zone

And they throwing out shots

And they aim for my dome

But I'm super bugged out

Like I'm Hannah Montana

Pull strings on my own

Now they feeling a feeling

A feeling, a feeling, a feeling a way

They looking for clout

They looking to pop

But they all in my face

Bitch get out of my face

Stick talking and chatting

That's what they be on

But they really my fans tho

Young Hooligan

Will have you mobbin' out

Putting up in a bando

From ashy to classy

A passion for fashion

A couple of hundos

Droptop in foreign

Hair blowin' in the wind

Peep all bundles

But fuck it

I'm running it up

Might double up

Never with sizz in my cup

I keep it buck

Progression on progression

At my own discretion

Never shutting up

Never giving up

They never showing up

I elevate just like a elevator

And these bitches hating on my on the low

Until I walk up on them like a escalator

It's four in the morning

I'm boomin'

They hatin'

And throwin' a fit (throwin' a fit)

These haters is jocking

These n*ggas is flocking

They all on my dick (they all on my dick)

All in my zone

And they throwing out shots

And they aim for my dome

But I'm super bugged out

Like I'm Hannah Montana

Pull strings on my own

Now they feeling a feeling

A feeling, a feeling, a feeling, a way

They looking for clout

They looking to pop

But they all in my face

Bitch get out of my face

I'm litty and poppin' little local bitch

Putting on for my city

Lit momi with a hundred bittys

Countin' out 100's and 50's

I lay bitch out

Now she sleep

Counting 100's of sheep

Throw shots with no chaser

Well I'm gonna smoke lil mama

Like a vapor

Well I'm gonna clip lil mama

Call her Caesar

With no tape up

Now she wanna make up

With the Cover Girl

Now she wanna chill

'Cause I'm buggin' boo

Couple hundred Mills off of revenue

But flee off G. P

Calling shots like a V. P

I'm fly like a GT

I'm dope boy

And I'm hitting all the licks with

My nigga P. C

It's four in the morning

I'm boomin'

They hatin'

And throwin' a fit (throwin' a fit)

These haters is jocking

These niggas is flocking

They all on my dick (they all on my dick)

All in my zone

And they throwing out shots

And they aim for my dome

But I'm super bugged out

Like I'm Hannah Montana

Pull strings on my own

Now they feeling a feeling

A feeling, a feeling, a feeling, a way

They looking for clout

They looking to pop

But they all in my face

Bitch get out of my face