Johnny215 - 4 In The Mornin Lyrics

Spinnin, spinnin, spinnin
Uhh, like a muhfucka (hold up), uhh, like a muhfucka
Johnny on this shit bitch, Johnny on this shit bitch
You already know what it is
You already know (Free Swerv)
I'm bouta just go off the top, go crazy fuck you talkin bout, let's go
(Free Swerv)
Spinning through your block like a motherfucking circle
If I fucking catch u, bitch imma hurt you
Nigga keep on talking, like what the fuck them words do?
Imma sit back, have my lil nigga murk you
Niggas keep on fiending, cause my cous got the perkys
"Johnny, what you doing?"
I'm grinding, I'm working
Do not want that bitch, so you know I keep on curving
And keep on balling just like Kyrie Irving
Snake ass nigga, you already know that he a serpent
All these niggas fiends, so you know my mans serving
Said you gonna slide lil nigga, what's the word then?
Your bitch is a whore, yea you know that bitch burning
They tryna keep em in the fuckin cell, free Swerv
All my niggas bring the pounds in, they sell the work
I keep biddin on my chick, I get on her nerves
If I really fuck with u, I ain't charging for a verse
All this shit from the dome, I don't need to rehearse
Gotta mix my vocals, add a little reverb
Niggas mad cause I listen to Carti and Herb
Pray to God for all my sins but I still ain't go to Church
Ain't asking for no help, I ain't holding out my hand
You ain't getting dapped up, you not my fuckin mans
And my niggas strapped up like the velcro on my pants
That probably went over ya head cuz you do not understand
Too much money on my mind and I got a masterplan
And my songs too hot, so I need some more fans
And I love that guap, so I need some more bands
AP got the Glock 19 and that shit tan

Spinnin, spinnin, spinnin
Uhh, like a muhfucka (hold up), uhh, like a muhfucka
Johnny on this shit bitch, Johnny on this shit bitch
You already know what it is
You already know (Free Swerv)
I'm bouta just go off the top, go crazy fuck you talkin bout, let's go
(Free Swerv)
Spinning through your block like a motherfucking circle
If I fucking catch u, bitch imma hurt you
Nigga keep on talking, like what the fuck them words do?
Imma sit back, have my lil nigga murk you
Niggas keep on fiending, cause my cous got the perkys
"Johnny, what you doing?"
I'm grinding, I'm working
Do not want that bitch, so you know I keep on curving
And keep on balling just like Kyrie Irving
Snake ass nigga, you already know that he a serpent
All these niggas fiends, so you know my mans serving
Said you gonna slide lil nigga, what's the word then?
Your bitch is a whore, yea you know that bitch burning
They tryna keep em in the fuckin cell, free Swerv
All my niggas bring the pounds in, they sell the work
I keep biddin on my chick, I get on her nerves
If I really fuck with u, I ain't charging for a verse
All this shit from the dome, I don't need to rehearse
Gotta mix my vocals, add a little reverb
Niggas mad cause I listen to Carti and Herb
Pray to God for all my sins but I still ain't go to Church
Ain't asking for no help, I ain't holding out my hand
You ain't getting dapped up, you not my fuckin mans
And my niggas strapped up like the velcro on my pants
That probably went over ya head cuz you do not understand
Too much money on my mind and I got a masterplan
And my songs too hot, so I need some more fans
And I love that guap, so I need some more bands
AP got the Glock 19 and that shit tan