Obe Obz - 4 2night Lyrics

You know me, I don't miss, yeah You know me, I don't miss, it's a banger and
A mash I got a trust fund, baby, the rest I had
To splash I eat with my brothers what's the point of having
Cash I can't be satisfied, I don't care about the

Flash Regardless, my wrist is on wash, my crib
Looking lush Your girl is on blush, ah, them man are bad
Men on streets Deep down, they are rats, interrogation room
They can't keep it on the hush You must be used to me spending, spending

My p and shit, All that sweet wining and dining, it's going
Down tonight It's going down tonight
That one deya, she the baddest of them all When you want some, tell her, give me a call
I'm a lover, not a fighter, I love me a brawl Them man love beef, they don't wanna grow

Them gal wanna use me, a bunch of hoes, not Dior You can see the door, no Gucci, you ain't
Getting no coochie, no Louis We can't get it on, swear it down, it's getting Long, yeah Deep down, I just wanna Move righteous, gal wanna
Tempt me She got that tight dress, I was driving my

Bitch whip When I had no license, I told her, girl, loyalty
Is priceless See, I pay for them nails, tell her, give
Me a back scratch Sling records like a big batch, you lie on the
Tracks That brother don't speak facts, you don't wanna

Grind, that's why you never see stacks You must be used to me spending, spending
My p and shit All that sweet wining and dining, it's going
Down tonight, it's going down tonight You must be used to me spending, spending
My p and shit All that sweet wining and dining, it's going

Down tonight, it's going down tonight