5 Racks
I just dropped 5 racks
I spent it on a tag
Fucked on my ex
Now I'm running for a bag
And I kept it on the low
That's why she was mad
Said baby got to go
Now she running for my mans
My niggas we stay poured up
We sippin' on the drank
DS until we froze up
You know we staying gang
Bitch don't compare me to no one
These niggas ain't the same
Had to give all my hoes up
Come onto better things (Yeah, yeah)
Poppin' on a molly
Poppin' on a xan
Stack a hunnid bands
Do the band dance
Tell her bring her friends
Bring her back again
Crack her like a can
Word of mouth I'm the man
Lifestyle ducking fans
Reju swerving from the man
Your girl she adore us
I wanna fuck a tourist
Swerve a Lamborghini Urus
That's your bitch she coming for us
Everything I'm chasing foreign
Jeremiah that's my slime
Talking real ride or die
And we steady on this grind
And we stay fucking high
Elevated to the sky
On this beat, I'm never locking
Semi-automatic jocking
Come out nights to play like Goblin
Everyone around me popping
Tell that bitch get a mop
Clean up on my drip drop
Flood the clutch till' I pop
That's your bitch I think she hot
Big Z won't ever stop, won't ever stop
And we got this beat on lock
And DS we gon' stay hot
I just dropped 5 racks
I spent it on a tag
Fucked on my ex
Now I'm running for a bag
And I kept it on the low
That's why she was mad
Said baby got to go
Now she running for my mans
My niggas we stay poured up
We sippin' on the drank
DS until we froze up
You know we staying gang
Bitch don't compare me to no one
These niggas ain't the same
Had to give all my hoes up
Come onto better things (Yeah, yeah)
And I ride drop top
In the jag nonstop
And I cop pop rocks
Ice is flashy when it pops
Squirtin' like a juice box
She squirtin' like a juice box
Young goat like Tupac
Bitch is chilling then we fuck
I'm a changed man
Realest nigga that you'll ever fucking see
Pop a nigga in the back
If he touching on my bling
I was at the bottom
Man now I'm rising like a ping
All these goofy niggas follow
Cause' they digging the routine
Sit back on this track
Now she fuck with the whole team
Sick and tired of these rats
Got me dipping the police
They be rocking with my shit
And they got me on repeat
I be killing all these rappers
Got them all up in the feed
Know I'm gotta' prep the dinner
Beat it up and then I feast
And she did a bit of flirting
Now that bitch she wanna meet
I just dropped 5 racks
I spent it on a tag
Fucked on my ex
Now I'm running for a bag
And I kept it on the low
That's why she was mad
Said baby got to go
Now she running for my mans
My niggas we stay poured up
We sippin' on the drank
DS until we froze up
You know we staying gang
Bitch don't compare me to no one
These niggas ain't the same
Had to give all my hoes up
Come onto better things (Yeah, yeah)
I spent it on a tag
Fucked on my ex
Now I'm running for a bag
And I kept it on the low
That's why she was mad
Said baby got to go
Now she running for my mans
My niggas we stay poured up
We sippin' on the drank
DS until we froze up
You know we staying gang
Bitch don't compare me to no one
These niggas ain't the same
Had to give all my hoes up
Come onto better things (Yeah, yeah)
Poppin' on a molly
Poppin' on a xan
Stack a hunnid bands
Do the band dance
Tell her bring her friends
Bring her back again
Crack her like a can
Word of mouth I'm the man
Lifestyle ducking fans
Reju swerving from the man
Your girl she adore us
I wanna fuck a tourist
Swerve a Lamborghini Urus
That's your bitch she coming for us
Everything I'm chasing foreign
Jeremiah that's my slime
Talking real ride or die
And we steady on this grind
And we stay fucking high
Elevated to the sky
On this beat, I'm never locking
Semi-automatic jocking
Come out nights to play like Goblin
Everyone around me popping
Tell that bitch get a mop
Clean up on my drip drop
Flood the clutch till' I pop
That's your bitch I think she hot
Big Z won't ever stop, won't ever stop
And we got this beat on lock
And DS we gon' stay hot
I just dropped 5 racks
I spent it on a tag
Fucked on my ex
Now I'm running for a bag
And I kept it on the low
That's why she was mad
Said baby got to go
Now she running for my mans
My niggas we stay poured up
We sippin' on the drank
DS until we froze up
You know we staying gang
Bitch don't compare me to no one
These niggas ain't the same
Had to give all my hoes up
Come onto better things (Yeah, yeah)
And I ride drop top
In the jag nonstop
And I cop pop rocks
Ice is flashy when it pops
Squirtin' like a juice box
She squirtin' like a juice box
Young goat like Tupac
Bitch is chilling then we fuck
I'm a changed man
Realest nigga that you'll ever fucking see
Pop a nigga in the back
If he touching on my bling
I was at the bottom
Man now I'm rising like a ping
All these goofy niggas follow
Cause' they digging the routine
Sit back on this track
Now she fuck with the whole team
Sick and tired of these rats
Got me dipping the police
They be rocking with my shit
And they got me on repeat
I be killing all these rappers
Got them all up in the feed
Know I'm gotta' prep the dinner
Beat it up and then I feast
And she did a bit of flirting
Now that bitch she wanna meet
I just dropped 5 racks
I spent it on a tag
Fucked on my ex
Now I'm running for a bag
And I kept it on the low
That's why she was mad
Said baby got to go
Now she running for my mans
My niggas we stay poured up
We sippin' on the drank
DS until we froze up
You know we staying gang
Bitch don't compare me to no one
These niggas ain't the same
Had to give all my hoes up
Come onto better things (Yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Webb
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