4 The Gangsters Lyrics, Summary & Music Video by SAINt JHN is a latest English song in the voice of popular rapper SAINt JHN, featured in the album “FESTIVAL SEASON”.
This song lyrics is a bold and unapologetic celebration of a gangster lifestyle, emphasizing loyalty, wealth, and power. The lyrics highlight themes of staying true to one’s roots, navigating relationships, and the allure of luxury.
In Part I – the chorus reinforces the idea that money, luck, and desire are always present for gangsters, while the verse describes a lavish lifestyle, from luxury cars to designer brands, and the complexities of romantic entanglements.
Part II – continues with a braggadocious tone, detailing encounters with women from diverse backgrounds and showcasing a carefree attitude toward wealth and relationships. The outro suggests that the song’s impact is transformative, encouraging listeners to embrace a new mindset.
Genre: Rap
4 The Gangsters Lyrics
[Part I]
[Chorus]
Money don’t hide from the gangsters
P*ssy don’t hide from the gangsters
Luck, it don’t hide from the gangsters
No switching sides for the gangsters
No switching sides for the gangsters
No switching sides for the gangsters
[Verse]
Let’s raise a glass to the gangster
Benz’ gon’ crash for the gangsters
Went from the trap to the mansion
Don’t come too close, I get anxious
B!tches gon’ clap for the gangsters
Hermés is GAP for the gangsters
She spun the pole like an angel
I fell in love with a dancer
She held my gun, it’s romantic
This life ain’t no second chances
[?]
We need a plaque for the gangsters
Set aside for a goal like me, okay
I’ve been runnin’ through the streets like this, all day
In a four-wheeler, crazy
Baby, two-wheels, I ride it
[Chorus]
Money don’t hide from the gangsters
P*ssy don’t hide from the gangsters
Luck, it don’t hide from the gangsters
No switching sides for the gangsters
No switching sides for the gangsters
No switching sides for the-
[Part II]
[Intro]
Festival Season
[Chorus]
Woah-woah
The p*ssy got ’em all the way to [?]
I popped the ‘Rari out in Chattanooga, where she from
Her mother told me I’m the best boyfriend she had
My n!ggas said the opps wiped the snot off her dad
A million in his stash, and money in his bag
She never had a big d**k n!gga, she want my lap
I throw some money in the air, please do not count
That’s light bill money for a rich n!gga house
[Verse]
Like I’m racist, I like a white b!tch for some head
I’m racist, I need a black b!tch for some as*
I’m racist, I need Asian b!tch for the math
I’m racist, ’cause I don’t see no color when you bad
I’m racist, ’cause I’m [?] n!ggas did a crash
Depleted, but how ’bout to talk through the mask?
Complacent, you lazy, and runnin’ up a tab
You brazy, this robbery just some more shit that I had
You basic, but maybe I buy a b!tch a bag
I’m spiteful, I’m ’bout to f*ck her friend to make her mad
I’m spiteful, I might just f*ck his b!tch and shake his hand
I’m cravin’ the same twin sister that I have
[Chorus]
Woah-woah
The p*ssy got ’em all the way to [?]
I popped the ‘Rari out in Chattanooga, where she from
Her mother told me I’m the best boyfriend she had
My n!ggas said the opps wiped the snot off her dad
A million in his stash, and money in his bag
She never had a big d**k n!gga, she want my lap
I throw some money in the air, please do not count
That’s light bill money for a rich n!gga house
[Outro]
When this motherf*cker drop
You forget everything you knew before
4 The Gangsters (MV)
Audio Credits
Artist : SAINt JHN
Album : FESTIVAL SEASON
Lyricist : SAINt JHN
Music : SAINt JHN
