4X4 song lyrics by Don Toliver
[Part 1]
Woo-ooh-ooh
Woo-ooh-ooh (Ha, Ha)
Four By Four
I’m Back On Road (Hey)
I’m Back On Go
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Damn)
Four By Four
We Back In Mode
Lil’ B!tch, We Back For More
Woo-ooh-ooh
I’m Sippin’ Drop
I Ride My Motorcycle, Make Her Pussy Pop (Woah)
I’m Mad Conceited And They Got Me Feelin’ Wock’
I Snatch Them Bands Up,
They Thought They Had It Lock (You Ain’t Have Shit, Nigga)
(Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo)
Jump Up On It, Ride It, Got Lil’ B Vibin’ (I Popped A G5)
I Break Her Cup Down And This Taste Is So Exotic
Drop A Big Deposit, B!tch, I’m Your Autopilot
Woo-ooh-ooh (Ha, Ha)
Four By Four
I’m Back On Road (Hey)
I’m Back On Go
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Damn)
Four By Four
We Back In Mode
Lil’ B!tch, We Back For More
Runnin’ It, Runnin’ It, Runnin’ It Up Again
She Get To Chew On This D!ck Like It’s Doublemint
I’m Runnin’ This Shit Like A Government (Woo, I’m Doin’ Too Much)
Told The B!tch Sit Down, She Doin’ Too Much
Niggas Say They Outside, Gotta Prove It To Us
Them Little Bitty Glocks Ain’t Movin’ To Us
Get Rollin’, Nigga, I Put Ya In A Blunt
Brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr, Okay (Ha-ha-ha)
She Know Too Many Rappers, Get This B!tch Up Out My Face
Brr-brr-brr-brr-brr-brr, Okay (Ha-ha-ha)
She Be Fu*kin’ Broke Niggas, B!tch Ain’t Got No Taste
But I Got A Ho Right Now That Can Fu*k Me Good And Pour My Drank (Eat It Up)
Her Body Must Be Recycled ’cause This B!tch Ain’t Got No Waist (Woo)
The Waist Good, I’m Gon Wife You, You Can Get That Ring Today
Pass My Lean, Baby, It’s Full Lime Green, Baby (Yee)
Woo-ooh-ooh (Ha, Ha)
Four By Four
I’m Back On Road (Hey)
I’m Back On Go
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Damn)
Four By Four
We Back In Mode
Lil’ B!tch, We Back For More
[Part 2]
Why These Lil’ Niggas Don’t Like Me?
Why These Lil’ Niggas Don’t Like Me?
I Pulled Up Clean In The Harley
Then I Snatched Off ’cause I’m Way Too Cocky
I’m Fu*kin’ This, Fu*kin’ This, Stained My Shirt
Oh, Damn, It Stained My White Tee (Damn)
Thank God My Son An Aquemini
He Was Way Too Close To A Pisces
(I Pull Up In A Maybach Truck,
In The Three Hunnid Inside, Nigga It’s A Sight See)
If Any Nigga Out Here Got A Problem With The Don
I Swear To God, Nigga, You Could Fight Me
I’m Fu*kin’ This, Fu*kin’ This, Stained My Shirt
Oh, Damn, It Stained My White Tee
And They Playin’ With The Choppa, I’ll Cut A Muhfu*ker
I’m Movin’ Like A Young Pooh Shiesty
Summary
The lyrics describe a confident and assertive persona enjoying life’s luxuries and success. The artist boasts about returning to prominence (“Back on road, back on go”) and indulges in pleasures like motorcycles and exotic drinks. There’s a playful arrogance and a disregard for critics, with references to lavish lifestyles, romance, and prowess (“Runnin’ it up,” “Fu*kin’ this, stained my shirt”). The tone is brash and unapologetic, reflecting a high-energy and flamboyant attitude towards life and success.
