Four Twenty-Three
I got me somewhere to be
Link with the Gees
I got me somewhere to be
Fresh to my knees
I got me somewhere to be
She on her knees, Please!
I got me somewhere to be
Four Twenty-Three!
I got me somewhere to be
Fresh to my knees
I got me somewhere to be
Link with the Gees
I got me somewhere to be
She tell me don't leave, Please!
I got me somewhere to be
30 minutes to the lift off
Homie called me told me he's off
She was trying to get my jeans off
Laid back then I eased off
Spitting scriptures from the pulpit
You was caught up in the bullshit
Probably trying to figure who's this?
Fornicating with your new chick
Sprinkle little bit of summer salt
Make the whole rave somersault
Bring the whole place to a halt
Anytime they hear him going off
Something poking out her tank top
Nipples hard and her ass soft
She was trying to get the round off
Shawty I could break your back off
Dodgy niggas tend to back off
When they see me with the task force
You two-faced take your mask off
You talk hard but you act soft
Wonder why the ladies chase us?
All my niggas swag A-plus
Follow man and you fall short
Hollow man like the Landlord
Four Twenty-Three!
I got me somewhere to be
Link with the Gees
I got me somewhere to be
Fresh to my knees
I got me somewhere to be
She on her knees, Please!
I got me somewhere to be
Four Twenty-Three!
I got me somewhere to be
Fresh to my knees
I got me somewhere to be
Link with the Gees
I got me somewhere to be
She tell me don't leave, Please!
I got me somewhere to be
Switch positions like a running back
Come to bitches don't get too attached
Keep receipts and get your money back
Niggas love you till you're getting stacks
Don't disturb or try to interact
Roll a fatty pass the Cognac
Take your wifey then I give her back
She was never meant to stay in fact
Won't be long before you realise
We dem niggas--nigga we the guys
All that fake shit minimised
Real shit we epitomise
Dirty niggas always criticise
Cos we came to keep the game sanitized
You Feel a way but feel the vibe
You Entertained then you energised
Reporting live from the trap endz
This is where the phony rap ends
Pre-rolls they about ten
Leave hoes where we found them
Street codes we about them
Try to keep up with the Man dem
See us dipping in a black Benz
Swagged out for the gyal dem
Four Twenty-Three
I got me somewhere to be
Link with the Gees
I got me somewhere to be
Fresh to my knees
I got me somewhere to be
She on her knees, Please!
I got me somewhere to be
Four Twenty-Three
I got me somewhere to be
Fresh to my Knees
I got me somewhere to be
Link with the Gees
I got me somewhere to be
She tell don't leave, Please!
I got me somewhere to be...