Five a.m.
to my crib, you lay up, people know That nigga hell a man, him singin', seein' us
It's a wound for the niggas, what you mean on deep though?
I just took a triple X, I RIP his soul
Cause the Hennessy used to the hoes She don't wanna talk, is it something I said?
That I don't like, I ain't talk about jazz Cause you won't fuck with me, niggas out here
i don't got luck but it's got bread i've been on my t or lately as drivers no mercedes streams or oh maybe trying to get a piece but it costs i think it's bound on the laws
She kept on drivin' this boat Told her the money gon' float I'ma give it a go I keep it in my door Movin' like cinema
Yeah, movie like cinema, whoa, for the sweater Had to drop that bitch for the better, better Two fly and a feather, on me, but I know how to get her Had no bass, just sleep on the floor Now we good, so we sippin' Lamar Give you for your niggas to go Cause the Hennessy, you shoulda hoes, yeah
They don't make hits like this no more.
They don't come fly like this no more.
Bands on me, bands, it's not no joke.
Deep down, niggas don't run on smoke.
iPhone Niggas like the iPhone Body gonna die for sure I set up the on
Five a.m.
to my crib, you let your people know That nigga hell a man, him singin', see he knows
It's a war for the niggas, what you mean on deep though?
I stuck a triple X-I-R-I-P his soul
Fourteen for the sweater Had to drop that bitch for the better, better Two fly and a feather Six-thirty on me, but I know how to get her Had a bae, used to sleep on the floor Now we good, so we sippin' Lamar Give you ten for your niggas to go
Cause the Hennessy used to the hoes She don't wanna talk, is it something I said?
That I don't like, I ain't talk about dreads Cause you won't fuck, but me niggas all here I don't got luck, but me niggas got bread I been on my T.O.
s**t lately I just drive Benz, no Mercedes inch rims or old Maybee Tryna get a piece, but it cost I think it's down on the lows, uh Shake it, you really got thought, uh
She kept on driving this boat.
Throw her the money, gon' float.
I'ma give it a go.
I keep it in my door.
Move it like cinema.
Yeah, movie like cinema, whoa, for the sweater Had to drop that bitch for the better, better Too fly and I fed her, on me, but I know how to get her Had my babies to sleep on the floor, now we good so we sleeping on the floor
Give you time for your niggas to go.
Cause they had no secrets to the horse.
