5's Up

Nigga this my city can't nobody out here stop us
How you up the pole but hit nobody and get locked up
Brodie hit my phone and he told me that he popped one
Everybody asking bout who shot him, it was not us
Damn, Shit, it was not cuz
Should've hit me when you upped the stick cause I'ma drop one
Should've sent some niggas to his crib to get the job done
I was posted all up in that bitch I'm on a opp run
Promise that I'll put you in a grave if you try us
Steady pressing all these pussy niggas they ain't like us
Hot up in my city got me trending like a light drug
How you start it up but then you want to drop the beef
Told you drop the location and I'll pull up we can meet
Top split, cause this opp shit it ain't new to me
Got a big AR-15 and that bitch hold 223's Nigga

I swear to God I'm on some other shit
Heard your brodie died don't make me send you where your brother is
R.I.P, but when I say that I mean Rest In Piss
Feel bad for your mom cause she finna lose her other kid
I'm 2 for 2 I ain't ever miss every time I slide
Who is you, crazy on net but you really bitch
That's your sister? Shit the whole gang done gave her dick
Everybody you know finna die you should've ended shit



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Writer(s): Hassen Alkefaji
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