5pm (Freestyle)
B.B. had to do it to him, yeah, uh, 5PM, let me talk, let me talk
Look, in the jects with like 500 on me, give a fuck about nobody I go get it on my lonely
Bad bitch, good top, pussy sound like macaroni, want a bezel on my wrist hold it up the hood trophy
Shout out Ben Frank, he that nigga I can't even lie
The main reason why a nigga like me gettin' by
Put that bird shit on know I been gettin' fly
Real nigga know I'm bout my business think I need a tie
Know this shit get hot, damn Denny chill, had to tell him I can't never stop
Man these niggas hell must be 12, cuffing on these thots
Put a rat bitch on lock, boy you out your top
Get that bag though, y'all my sons you the shit, I'm a asshole
Big frog in the pond nigga's tadpoles
Rockin' out in this bitch, get my band on
Yeah, yeah, I'm in the projects right now
Getting that work in, nigga, yeah
She know she a bad bitch, ain't gotta fake it
She gon' play her role, I ain't even gotta say it
And you must be out your mind if you thinkin' that I'm paying
And I know a couple of niggas with the Drake like they Nathan
Back to the bitches now, want my attention when she walkin', she gon' stick it out
She look back and say she love the way I hit it, huh
Had to whisper in her ear like, I'm that nigga, huh
Yeah, she like, for sure, I'm like, yeah, baby, I know
And I got a couple cons, but I got a lot of pros
But you know a nigga cold like the snow
Matter of fact, bitch, I'm froze like the Arctic I think I need a coat, but that shit wouldn't even help
Shit in my pocket got me sagging', boy I think I need a belt
Workin' hard for this shit, so I'm dependin' on myself
In my mode got me feelin' like the best
Shit talkin', you can smell it on my breath
Yeah, bitch, I'm the one, not the two, uh
But I'm still the shit, so don't get that shit confused
I was born to be that nigga, so shout out to Mama Duke
Yeah, we be steppin' different, you can't fit inside these shoes
They don't even got a clue bout how I'm comin
I don't wanna say too much, I'm just gon' run it
All, me and Benji do keep it 100
Goin' stupid in this bitch, talkin' dumb shit, nigga, yeah
Look, in the jects with like 500 on me, give a fuck about nobody I go get it on my lonely
Bad bitch, good top, pussy sound like macaroni, want a bezel on my wrist hold it up the hood trophy
Shout out Ben Frank, he that nigga I can't even lie
The main reason why a nigga like me gettin' by
Put that bird shit on know I been gettin' fly
Real nigga know I'm bout my business think I need a tie
Know this shit get hot, damn Denny chill, had to tell him I can't never stop
Man these niggas hell must be 12, cuffing on these thots
Put a rat bitch on lock, boy you out your top
Get that bag though, y'all my sons you the shit, I'm a asshole
Big frog in the pond nigga's tadpoles
Rockin' out in this bitch, get my band on
Yeah, yeah, I'm in the projects right now
Getting that work in, nigga, yeah
She know she a bad bitch, ain't gotta fake it
She gon' play her role, I ain't even gotta say it
And you must be out your mind if you thinkin' that I'm paying
And I know a couple of niggas with the Drake like they Nathan
Back to the bitches now, want my attention when she walkin', she gon' stick it out
She look back and say she love the way I hit it, huh
Had to whisper in her ear like, I'm that nigga, huh
Yeah, she like, for sure, I'm like, yeah, baby, I know
And I got a couple cons, but I got a lot of pros
But you know a nigga cold like the snow
Matter of fact, bitch, I'm froze like the Arctic I think I need a coat, but that shit wouldn't even help
Shit in my pocket got me sagging', boy I think I need a belt
Workin' hard for this shit, so I'm dependin' on myself
In my mode got me feelin' like the best
Shit talkin', you can smell it on my breath
Yeah, bitch, I'm the one, not the two, uh
But I'm still the shit, so don't get that shit confused
I was born to be that nigga, so shout out to Mama Duke
Yeah, we be steppin' different, you can't fit inside these shoes
They don't even got a clue bout how I'm comin
I don't wanna say too much, I'm just gon' run it
All, me and Benji do keep it 100
Goin' stupid in this bitch, talkin' dumb shit, nigga, yeah
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Writer(s): Denver Taylor
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