5 BUCKS
Uh huh, uh huh
Five dollar, dollar
Uh huh, uh huh
Missed call from my pops, iPod, and eyedrops
I got like five bucks to buy pot, I might cop
She wanna kick it, like Tae Kwon Do, I might just pipe up
I want that paper, not essays I type up
Stack up my fucks that I give, you ain't got shit
I'm honest to God, catch this fade, like lacrosse sticks
Empty them pockets, and the wallets, and them dollars
In a Chevy Impala, when I'm runnin' up where your mom live
Knock knock, better walk up, if you got guns, better pop them
Test my luck, and you might just end up in that coffin
Items and items, but I must not buy them
You see me, you frightened, so you might just hide them
Talk is so cheap, but my voice be designer
You rocking them white T's, no "Hey There Delilah"
You thinking like, "How can I get up inside her?"
She public as fuck, but her hands on my privates
I got five bucks, what you tryna buy with it?
I got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
I got five bucks, what you tryna buy with it
I got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
Okay, stop the beat, you probably cop a G, a lotta seeds
Your shawty prolly swallow me and gimme brain psychology
They call me Andrew Carnegie the way I steal monopoly
And talk is cheap, so often I be coppin' off the block and street
Your shawty I demolish on her noggin and I'm knocking down your door
I'm walking, and I'm prolly gonna make deposits
Pause it-
Okay, I pop out like a possum, I'm dumping bodies like Boston Harbor
Walking jagged, like drunken party-hoppers with Cardi bottles
I'm Johnny Bravo, got black all up on my body armor
Got them bitches sweaty, like after hours of Molly water
I got five bucks, what you tryna buy with it?
I got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
I got five bucks, what you tryna buy with it
I got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Five dollar bill y'all
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Five dollar bill y'all
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Five dollar bill y'all
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Five dollar bill y'all
Five dollar, dollar
Uh huh, uh huh
Missed call from my pops, iPod, and eyedrops
I got like five bucks to buy pot, I might cop
She wanna kick it, like Tae Kwon Do, I might just pipe up
I want that paper, not essays I type up
Stack up my fucks that I give, you ain't got shit
I'm honest to God, catch this fade, like lacrosse sticks
Empty them pockets, and the wallets, and them dollars
In a Chevy Impala, when I'm runnin' up where your mom live
Knock knock, better walk up, if you got guns, better pop them
Test my luck, and you might just end up in that coffin
Items and items, but I must not buy them
You see me, you frightened, so you might just hide them
Talk is so cheap, but my voice be designer
You rocking them white T's, no "Hey There Delilah"
You thinking like, "How can I get up inside her?"
She public as fuck, but her hands on my privates
I got five bucks, what you tryna buy with it?
I got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
I got five bucks, what you tryna buy with it
I got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
Okay, stop the beat, you probably cop a G, a lotta seeds
Your shawty prolly swallow me and gimme brain psychology
They call me Andrew Carnegie the way I steal monopoly
And talk is cheap, so often I be coppin' off the block and street
Your shawty I demolish on her noggin and I'm knocking down your door
I'm walking, and I'm prolly gonna make deposits
Pause it-
Okay, I pop out like a possum, I'm dumping bodies like Boston Harbor
Walking jagged, like drunken party-hoppers with Cardi bottles
I'm Johnny Bravo, got black all up on my body armor
Got them bitches sweaty, like after hours of Molly water
I got five bucks, what you tryna buy with it?
I got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
I got five bucks, what you tryna buy with it
I got four seats if you tryna ride with me
Three tabs to the brain, now my mind trippy
And two blunts to the dome, all in one sitting
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Five dollar bill y'all
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Five dollar bill y'all
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Five dollar bill y'all
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Five dollar bill y'all
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Writer(s): Kyle Han
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