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Ak Tarantino - 4 Am Lyrics

4 AM Lyrics[Intro]
(AK fuckin' up the beat)

[Chorus]
Don't fuck with the feds, I fuck with the meds
Gimme 'em back, or it's off with your head
Feel like El Chapo, been breakin' 'em bad
And bro must've hit him, went straight through his neck

[Verse]
I get a call from El Chapo, he hittin' me up at like four in the mornin'
He told me, "Come to the crib", and I'm seein' the four that he pourin'
Hop in a foreign, and floor it
Then fuck on a pussy [?] he bored
Hop in a Bentley, and lift up the doors
Feel like I'm Kobe, everytime I pop out, I ball on the court
Look at the big twenty-four on the score
I hit your bitch, and she beggin' for more
Tryna come fuck with the gang, then we startin' a war
Don't care if you didn't have a shooter in the court
Hopin' granny don't find the gun up in my drawer
Big guns in my closet, I hope he don't find it
'Cause I'm 'bout to pop it, got caught in the school locker room with a gun in my pocket
I cannot be lackin', I gotta be packin', at school with a full loaded rocket
Two fifties on me, I ain't boxin'
(Fifties on me, I ain't boxin')
(Two big ol' fifties on me, I ain't boxin')

[Chorus]
Don't fuck with the feds, I fuck with the meds
Gimme 'em back, or it's off with your head
Feel like El Chapo, been breakin' 'em bad
And bro must've hit him, went straight through his neck
Don't fuck with the feds, I fuck with the meds
Gimme 'em back, or it's off with your head
Feel like El Chapo, been breakin' 'em bad
And bro must've hit him, went straight through his neck