4am Flex [explicit] Lyrics - Tory Lanez

Tell me how you feel about a nigga 

Coming through on a 4am flex shawty 

We done came down off a mission now 

It's time for the 4 am flex shawty 

Link around 2 did the mission around 3 

You the 4 am flex shawty 

I'm on my way right now 

On this 4 am flex, yea 

You don't like flaw bitches 

I don't like hoe niggas 

We on some same shit 

I hit that smoke with ya 

I pour that 4 with ya 

You on the low 

Well yeah I'm on the low with ya 

Pick up and go get you 

I might just trust you enough to leave all my drugs 

And leave all of my dough with you 

I leave it all around 4am 

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I just hit you up for the 4 am flex now 

I'm riding down the west end shawty and I'm about to make the left right now 

She live in Driftwood 

All of her fam is from Shoreham 

She knows to read if the lick good 

Shorty gon stick to the program 

I'll never, don't have no issues 

That how you know that I'm with you 

She so official that she will get the pot 

And she'll throw her own 4 in the mixture 

Pull up to the function on 4s 

Like a nigga had 2 plus 2 on the wheels nigga 

I'ma keep it real with ya friends 

I need you plus you plus you on my deal shawty 

All up at the 4 am flex 

Cause the 3am ain't really go good on the real shawty 

4am flex and I'm watching for the cops 

And I put that on the hood shawty 

Come on my nigga, shut up my nigga you gon wake this nigga up 

Ayo my nigga, I'm trying 

Shit, my nigga put the shit in the bag, let's go 

Let's go 

Ay shit, yo yo yo yo yo yo, I think this nigga waking up 

Oh fuck oh shit 

Ayo who the fuck is that in my house 

Shit, go out the front door, go out the front door 

Let's go, run to the car, run to the car, run to the car 

*Shots busting* 

Part II 

My homie watched me pull off the corner 

Inside of an old Hona Accord 

The feeling felt like a torture 

The nigga that we just robbed popped one in his shoulder 

It led to me pulling over, to checking and telling him dawg 

Just take the passenger seat and I'll hit the road 

Cause it's way too many police out here to feel like we low 

My back windshield broke and the driver seat soaked 

From the blood that was previously leaking from his coat 

We switch sides while I put this shit to drive 

At 80 some odd miles, I'm shiftin the gear to 5 

Hopin' that them 5-0 pigs don't see the ride 

Cause normally I ain't scared, but tonight there's fear in my eyes 

My phone blingin' cause my girl at home clingin' 

And unaware of the problem this night on the road bringin' 

Then I pick up the phone and tell her I'm speedin' home 

As soon as I drop my dawg at the emergence room