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5% Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Let's go, count up the money i need an advance
I just be walkin' around straight poppin' my shit, cause I know that you niggas is fans
What did I say
I got a whole lotta hoes in the way, no I ain't playin
Oh that's your bitch
She on my phone, textin' me I fuck better, fuck is you sayin'
I say fuck her, I can't trust her, I can't trust that bitch
Riding in that new ball Cadillac this shit got 5 percent
Masked down in Balenci, hawked on down, this is an expensive blitz
In New York feelin' like 50, but I'm a hunnid, I cannot fuckin' go switch
I got a whole lotta hoes, all on my dick, she wanna give me a kiss
I had to tell that bitch no, fuck is you on
Now get the fuck out my crib, red dot all in his nose
I'm Santa he Rudolph, we finna pull up where he live
Little brother he shot out, he just love facin' em, takin' em pills
I need a big brinks truck for the way that I'm feelin', I just like the way that they feel
Niggas say they on my level, but I do not feel em
It ain't competition for real
Go hard in the paint like I hate you niggas
Fuck you I be thinkin' I Shaquille
Hand me the Fanta and pop off the seal
He getting shot like he Beal
And my bro pass the Glock like he Jerry West Took off his brain, damn it's a mess
She say you ain't hittin' it right, so she came over here
You know tay do it the best Big fye, my Glock hella horny, it just want some sex
But fuck is you sayin'
You know we up next Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a motherfuckin' pet
Boom, bitch, boom,
Oh she like this
I got melatonin in my Glock, you cannot fight this
And my neck is heavy like some rocks ice cold like Tridant
Pour a half a cup of Activist, I be like
try this Bitch you might just like this, yeah
I say fuck her, I can't trust her, I can't trust that bitch
Riding in that new ball Cadillac, this shit got 5 percent
Masked down in Balenci, hawked him down, this an expensive blitz
In New York feelin' like 50, but I'm a hunnid, I cannot fuckin' go switch
I get fyed up, fyed up with my Lele, we be turnt yea that's my rider
My window black as fuck, you cannot see me, we be hidin' em This shit off the mental, I'm just sayin' shit, I'm high as a fuck, I be frying up
JB3, Quan, Los, and tay that be them lil' niggas, that's finding them
I say fuck her, I can't trust her, I can't trust that bitch
Riding in that new ball Cadillac, this shit got 5 percent
Masked down in Balenci, hawked him down, this an expensive blitz
In New York feelin' like 50, but I'm a hunnid, I cannot fuckin' go switch