-5 Below

Hittin' like they five below
My diamonds hittin' like they five below
Come here hoe, I gotta go
My diamonds cold, like Sub-Zero
Aye, aye, hittin' like they five below

Come here hoe, I gotta go
My diamonds cold, like Sub-Zero
Hittin' like they five below
I'm gettin' to the dinero
Marathon, I took it slow
My white boys love, I got them bowls
Eat it up like cereal, you heard I'm broke hysterical
Made eighty off a decimal
I break her walls, like Jericho
On the beats, I'm mystical
Words I speak, form rituals
Shawty I ain't feeling you
Just want the top, and we are through
Everything I do, a money move
I gotta get the loot
I was grounded, then I flew
I'm bouncing back, like forty-six
That's the whip, good wrist
Trap, doing gymnastics
Backflips, backspins
A.T.M, the fucking man
In my pants, It's hella bandz
Eating good, I do my dance
Money good, could fly to France
But they'll like my kind though man
Get a foreign condo then
I eat her flowers for romance
I ain't need no helping hand
They turned their back, Ion got no friends
Benjamin's, and got some grams
I'm working on a master plan
Diamonds hit like five below
She sneak a peak, might snatch your hoe
Wit my team she tryna roll
Gon' ride us like a rodeo
Be my wifey that's a no
I hit her easy like free throws
Slang this dick like gigolos
I got'em knocking at my door
Dick be stroking their ego
Niagara Falls, I watch it flow
In the bed, I need a boat
All this water, stay afloat
Trying her best, not to choke
Now she know I'm not a joke
Put her ass against the ropes
I pound town it until she sore
Money sex, come give me more
BM calling, hit ignore
Don't want a nigga when he poor
That money calling, change my course

Come here hoe, I gotta go
My diamonds cold, like Sub-Zero
Hittin' like they five below
I'm gettin to the dinero
Marathon, I took it slow
My white boys love, I got them bowls
Eat it up like cereal
You heard I'm broke, hysterical
Made eighty off a decimal
I break her walls, like Jericho
On the beats, I'm mystical
Words I speak, form rituals
Shawty I ain't feeling you
Just want the top, and we are through
Everything I do, a money move
I gotta get the loot
Come here hoe, I gotta go
My diamonds cold, like Sub-Zero
Hittin like they five below
I'm gettin to the dinero
Marathon, I took it slow
My white boys love, I got them bowls
Eat it up like cereal
You heard I'm broke, hysterical
Made eighty off a decimal
I break her walls, like Jericho
On the beats, I'm mystical
Words I speak, form rituals
Shawty I ain't feeling you
Just want the top, and we are through
Everything I do, a money move
I gotta get the loot
Come here hoe, I gotta go
My diamonds cold, like Sub- Zero
Come here hoe, I gotta go
My diamonds cold, like Sub- Zero



Credits
Writer(s): Daiquone Ford, Ian Chow, Nathaniel Ball
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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