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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Songwriter
Brandon Jamal Russell
Songwriter
Brian Lamar Stewart Jr
Songwriter
Jahmoni Campbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BJ Beatz
Producer
Bboy Beatz
Producer
Jahmoni
Producer
Johnny Gaitan JR
Recording Engineer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
David Bone
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Jahmoni Campbell
Producer
hardbody Beazy
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
4's up (4's up)
Yeah, roll something (Roll something)
If your pole up
**** put yo soul up
Southside (Southside)
Out mine (Out mine)
I heard he came outside
**** it's about time
[Verse 2]
Bitch I ain't got no cut on me
This pistol stuck to me
I point at him it's R.I.P.
Who the fuck he 'pose to be
My prices is low like Double Tree
I got a dub on me
You piss me off I make you sleep
Can't put no trust in me
I got **** out the city rockin' Dickies tryna ah-ah
I'm known to get busy tell the police that I stopped nah
Told smurf to watch my work you beef with me it ain't no stop signs
I been posting my location tryna bring 'em outside
Can't say too much it's confidential
Back of the Rolls I'm presidential
Killer smile just check my dentals
I smile in every picture
He wanna step I see potential
Hit the whip no fender bender
My new lil son ain't got no name
Put in work now he a member
[Verse 3]
4's up (4's up)
Yeah, roll something (Roll something)
If your pole up
**** put yo soul up
Southside (Southside)
Out mine (Out mine)
I heard he came outside
**** it's about time
[Verse 4]
4's up (4's up)
Woes up
Hol' up
I'm back from the dead look who showed up (Showed up)
4's up
Hol' up
Any **** play he gettin' rolled up
[Verse 5]
Step on the scene they know the business
**** try my fingers itching
I throw my hood in every city
Low key don't want attention
I'm deadly you should keep your distance
I drop a pretty penny
I'm clutching, I forgot to mention
I tucked it by my jimmy
These Hallows leave his stomach hot
I do my Diddy bop
No lacking got this glizzy out
Cook him like tater tots
Don't play with him better know your place
Closed casket take his face
Try to run we given' chase
He better count his days
[Verse 6]
4's up (4's up)
Yeah, roll something (Roll something)
If your pole up
**** put yo soul up
Southside (Southside)
Out mine (Out mine)
I heard he came outside
**** it's about time
[Verse 7]
4's up (4's up)
Woes up
Hol' up
I'm back from the dead look who showed up (Showed up)
4's up
Hol' up
Any **** play he gettin' rolled up
Written by: Brandon Jamal Russell, Brian Lamar Stewart Jr, Frederick Givens II, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Jahmoni Campbell