5 %

The cannabis coming from Canada
Why the fuck would I cut in the manager
I'll take yo 5% and cash out a Panamera
I'm riding 'round 5%, it look like the cemetery
I ain't taking no private jets when niggas need commissary
I keep steppin' cause I got the stamina
I drink water, but brodie he xan it up
& my fit game a whole different caliber
Flash, camera
Mop that boy up like a janitor
Deep as fuck in the web like tarantulas
I could swipe for some white from the Himalayas

& I'm blocking that bitch, she a Sagittarius
Smoke the Onion right up like it's 7 layers
Talk to God every day, he don't hear the prayers
Raw as fuck in this bitch like I'm Al Jazeera
Built an empire off of these sedatives
Karma coming so make sure you relish it
Any day you could fly wit the pelicans
Put a beam on the patch of your letterman
I just embellish, the lyrics be evidence
I might go codeine my cup
I just keep leveling up
Roll out in the president truck
Big body, Big body, we tearing it up
Ducati, Ducati I'm revving it up
Insult Plus Injury, I'm wearing it up
I'm gearing it up
Karate, karate, karate, karate
I chop off ya head, put it back on ya body
Chop stick on the counter like shrimp teriyaki
I blow up ya house, Kyushu Nagasaki
We peel out the lobby and skrt off the lot with a body on body on body on

The cannabis coming from Canada
Why the fuck would I cut in the manager
I'll take yo 5% and cash out a Panamera
I'm riding 'round 5%, it look like the cemetery
I ain't taking no private jets when niggas need commissary
I keep steppin' cause I got the stamina
I drink water, but brodie he xan it up
& my fit game a whole different caliber
Flash, camera
Mop that boy up like a janitor
Deep as fuck in the web like tarantulas
I could swipe for some white from the Himalayas

I'm on a whole nother level lil baby she might might be the devil
Don't put the money on pedestals I seen the shine in the bezels
I'm on a whole nother level Im waiting for money to settle
Still tryna figure out my mental, that comes with being so successful
Ride till the clutch gon choke
Crash course hit that whoa
Ima g you can't zoe me
Just wanna ball like Kobe
Go to war in a Vetements coat
Got way more in crypto portfolios
Than powder that Demi blow up her nose
Ain't judging as soul, that's how it goes



Credits
Writer(s): Imani Luke
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