Stunna 4 Vegas ft. Offset - 4th Of July Lyrics

4X
Hey Milan, that's a hit
4 Way, you get this shit the Glo way
Slime or get slimed (Uh), fuck nigga
Uh, uh, okay, uh, uh

I'm lit like a lighter
I add the fuel to the fire, uh
I stay with a stick like a blind man (Huh?)
Let him play with this shit and get slimed (Slimed)
I hop out with them racks, flexin' (Racks)
They probably thought that I signed (Bitch)
Nope, we still slidin'
Them sticks rocket shit up like the 4th of July, uh

I ain't makin' time for no bitch (Uh-uh), I'm makin' deposits, uh (Cash)
Lil' nigga, you bitch, come out the closet
They mad I took off like a pilot (Pussy)
Ain't doin' no 'net woofin' with no rapper
I'm puttin' bread on his noggin, uh (Get him out of there)
We bringin' guns in the party
My nigga beggin' a nigga to try it, uh (Come here)
He touch me, he six feet under (Bitch)
Sing to his bitch like Stevie Wonder (Thot thot)
Bro gon' burn him if I think he clutchin' (Bah)
I keep that fire like we need each other (On gang)
I'm fuckin' that nat, then she eat my brother (Uh)
Nigga talk, ain't on shit when we see each other (Fuck)
And I ain't nothin' like these gay ass rappers sayin' they love 'em
Ain't never seen each other (Cap)

I'm lit like a lighter
I add the fuel to the fire, uh
I stay with a stick like a blind man (Huh?)
Let him play with this shit and get slimed (Slimed)
I hop out with them racks, flexin' (Racks)
They probably thought that I signed (Bitch)
Nope, we still slidin'
Them sticks rocket shit up like the 4th of July (Hey)

Throw your fours up if you got a Glock .40 (4X)
Pitbull stick, make it lock on 'em (Hey)
Remember jumpin' off the stage, I done popped on 'em
Grab the SIG with the laser, chicken pox on 'em (Baow)
Put the water in the pot and watch it lock on 'em (Lock up)
Hit 'em with the shot, they put the shocks on 'em (Shock up)
We ain't goin' back and forth, no arguing (Nah)
Still a dime or a ten, get to bargaining (Dime)
Pardon him (Pardon me)
I takeoff like Takeoff the Rocket (Rocket)
No matter what car I'm in (No matter what skrrt)
We put a bid on the body, who buyin'?
We 'bout to go auction him (Baow)
We from the Nawf, the bando
The windows and doors were boarded in (Bando)
Drip, then I go up again (Drip)
The streets make a boy a man (Hey)

I'm lit like a lighter
I add the fuel to the fire, uh
I stay with a stick like a blind man (Huh?)
Let him play with this shit and get slimed (Slimed)
I hop out with them racks, flexin' (Racks)
They probably thought that I signed (Bitch)
Nope, we still slidin'
Them sticks rocket shit up like the 4th of July