First the bitch treat me like I wasn’t nothing Bow (Bow, Bow) Now she want to fuck me, my name bussin' I got money bow (Bow, Bow) Buss it for me baby, buss you up without no condom uh (Bow, Bow) Buss it for me baby, bend you over feel that thunder (Bow, Bow) 1940 I fuck your bitch right hittin her backstroke (Bow, Bow) Put on my kicks, pop out and shit like I got lactose You hear that blick, you know that's me I'm giving out Gat smoke Walk In the bank smell like Santal these all blue bank notes 1940, got forty bottles in the VIP All my niggas get money but everything on me (Me) Throw all the money that's in your pocket, blow your bankroll Keep it gangster my nigga no pussy it's not cheap Bitch done seen me from across thе club, walked up to me say "3B" "Why the fuck you up in this club you ain't tryna pay for mе?" ha 'Fore you try to eat the dick, I need you to pray for me (On Five) 'Til it's time boss you up, i need you wait for me Life's well but in hell they got a place for me Life's a bitch and I fuck her well, make that pussy weak huh I used to be with the R.O.C like my name Memphis Bleek Fully sticked with a 150 shots, take you out the beef Two man job, one nigga drivin', one nigga reapin' Been a mark of the beast burnt on my heart, I can't get sleep Long live Cam alot on grave this shit got deep Erythin' killer till they separate my soul from me Erythin' killer till they incinerate me six feet deep ha Then ran off when you got the bricks for dog cheap Soon as she see diamonds turnt a good girl to a freak I walked up with diamonds fucked the hood girl off peace I'm the type Nigga knock you off same day we meet, huh I'm the type Nigga knock you off same spot we gon sleep, bitch Pull up tryna drop shit off, bounce off that box four deep
@03ekueoggf8 сағат бұрын
First the bitch treat me like I wasn’t nothing Bow (Bow, Bow) Now she want to fuck me, my name bussin' I got money bow (Bow, Bow) Buss it for me baby, buss you up without no condom uh (Bow, Bow) Buss it for me baby, bend you over feel that thunder (Bow, Bow) 1940 I fuck your bitch right hittin her backstroke (Bow, Bow) Put on my kicks, pop out and shit like I got lactose You hear that blick, you know that's me I'm giving out Gat smoke Walk In the bank smell like Santal these all blue bank notes 1940, got forty bottles in the VIP All my niggas get money but everything on me (Me) Throw all the money that's in your pocket, blow your bankroll Keep it gangster my nigga no pussy it's not cheap Bitch done seen me from across thе club, walked up to me say "3B" "Why the fuck you up in this club you ain't tryna pay for mе?" ha 'Fore you try to eat the dick, I need you to pray for me (On Five) 'Til it's time boss you up, i need you wait for me Life's well but in hell they got a place for me Life's a bitch and I fuck her well, make that pussy weak huh I used to be with the R.O.C like my name Memphis Bleek Fully sticked with a 150 shots, take you out the beef Two man job, one nigga drivin', one nigga reapin' Been a mark of the beast burnt on my heart, I can't get sleep Long live Cam alot on grave this shit got deep Erythin' killer till they separate my soul from me Erythin' killer till they incinerate me six feet deep ha Then ran off when you got the bricks for dog cheap Soon as she see diamonds turnt a good girl to a freak I walked up with diamonds fucked the hood girl off peace I'm the type Nigga knock you off same day we meet, huh I'm the type Nigga knock you off same spot we gon sleep, bitch Pull up tryna drop shit off, bounce off that box four deep
@03ekueoggf8 сағат бұрын
I say, "Lil' mama, shake it" She drinkin' 1942, she already half-naked I told my bitch that I ain't fuck no bitches in Jamaica I don't want nobody close to me, I'm a real heartbreaker It seem like everything I touch, it turn into some paper I like to get a broke bitch so I can recreate her And if you fuck one of my niggas, that's a dealbreaker You must be stupid if you think that I'll still take her And if you ain't watchin' your mouth, then I'ma see you later 'Cause I got real paper This a bust down Tiffany bracelet If I drop 36K down, then they gon' full pavé me I'm talkin' 'bout GI, no fluorescent, see this shit in HD If I buy you, bitch, these colored diamonds, you gon' be my baby How the fuck you don't be in the city? I got kicked out Grady But you know I learned to swing that stick right where my mama made me And it really don't matter where I end up, I'm still uptown crazy And you will get sent up 'bout this shit, I put that on my baby And you will get sent up 'bout this shit, I put that on my child Got a built-in switch on back my fuckin' glizzy, it go wild Got a built-in switch on back my fuckin' glizzy, this bitch go, "Brrah" I fucked that bitch, I'm proud 3B, you know my style I come from shootin' up crowds I come from a small town, bitch, I'm DC proud That mean I step on you right now and then go spark up loud That mean I put this hot shit on you and not give no fuck That mean I spit this hot shit on you that's gon' lift you up I say, "Lil' Cam, this on 5, swear they won't grow up" This for my niggas standin' on 5 who ain't tryna blow up If I pop too many 325s, then I'm gon' throw up Ayy, lil' mama, shake it She drinkin' 1942, she already half-naked They gon' see another body drop, I'll Turk Osama quake it I don't want nobody close to me, I'm a real life-taker I don't want nobody close to me, I don't know if they can take it This a brand new bust down, rose gold, GI-certified Tiffany bracelet Tryna take this shit straight to the top, I got it out the basement And I do this shit here with my heart, ayy, 5, we almost made it But he keep on buckin' with them switches, I think Lil' 5 crazy You ain't doin' nothin' with these bitches, Lil' 5 keep your lady I was eatin' Popeyes with the Cajun sparkle, extra gravy That was way before I got too lit up, now it's fuck you, pay me
@Zzzleeponem11 сағат бұрын
At first i didnt rly understand the mix with the bass in the vocals, but this shi turns out to be my favorite of this project 🔥🔥🔥🔥
@03ekueoggf12 сағат бұрын
Ayy, Ion- Ion- Ion give a fuck about nun Dumbass bitch (Mayday, Mayday, Mayday) 3B, Triple L, bitch, on fire (Big 5) [Verse] Eyeballing work with no scale I'm givin 'em hell, I dont give a fuck about jail (Wah) Young nigga rocking Santal, she like how I smell I got this bitch shaking her tail Shot up yo nigga, oh well They sent me to jail, I'm getting geeked up in that cell (Wah, wah) This bih keep calling my cell, I'm dropping off shells (Brr, brr) They look at me like the cartel Young nigga rocking Santal, she like how I smell I'm in this bitch rockin' Chanel Diamond they wet like a well I popped a Perc 30 and fuck this bitch right till it swell My niggas with this shit, you could tell, we givin' out L's We throwin' a Opp party in hell My niggas with this shit, you could tell, we givin' out L's We throwin' a Opp party in hell Both your ex-boyfriends friends up in this scope Bitch, you know what I'm sayin? Check the boys, you heard me? Check out that boy, then lets go kill em some more (On 5) Check out that boy, Benji just scored Dumping that switch out that four (Score) I just wan- fuck, when I get bored Fucking your bitch when I'm bored (Score) I just wan- fuck, I just wan- fuck, I just wan- fuck, I just wan- fuck (Score, score) I just wan- fuck, I just wan- fuck, I just wan- fuck, I just wan- fuck She just wan- suck, why you geeked up? In that double R truck, hoe you got that put up I jus want butt, I be like "What?" Then I'm gon' shoot your ass right in your stuff
@03ekueoggf12 сағат бұрын
Taker Pop star, freak bitch, lover girl, fashion hoe (Shittin Cari) Street nigga, hotel, indigo [Chorus] You fell out with a lover boy Demon seed, reaper child, I'm paranoid When I walked up on you and lil dude, his ass a scary boy You steady going back to your ex, his ass a fairy boy I know she ain't loved me but my heart stop And I was broke I had to play it like my card locked It still ain't safe to say I made it out that hard knock They sending .308's they tryna make my car stop Maybe she'll love me with my eyes closed KATSEYE 'My Way' Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified [Verse] Like fuck the repercussions I went in this shit blindfolded And I just popped a 30 thе same thing my .9 hold, I'm on the block Tryna go up, what bout R6, I'm gon' bust your top Get thе tweaking I'm in grind mode Get to reaping while you sleeping I'm in 5 mode, in a box Off them pills I get in slide mode, what's the drop? This shit deep like a .45 hole, different Glock [Bridge] If you with me say on 5 though If you with me say on 5 though On 5 On 5 [Chorus] You fell out with a lover boy Demon seed, reaper child, I'm paranoid When I walked up on you and lil dude, his ass a scary boy You steady going back to your ex, his ass a fairy boy I know she ain't loved me but my heart stop And I was broke I had to play it like my card locked It still ain't safe to say I made it out that hard knock They sending .308's they tryna make my car stop Maybe she'll love me with my eyes closed
@H_2trappo18 сағат бұрын
Aye rage is we gon get paid
@montyfilms322 сағат бұрын
these 2 lowkey carrying our generation rn
@tenaerichardson2434Күн бұрын
Ion even know how it made it here but yeahhh 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Keep going 🗣️💯
I told that bitch fuck another bitch Five L thug so I stay with a gutter bitch (uh) Benji get high then start bubbling Brand-new bitch so I'm ducking my other bitch (woah) 12 on my ex I had shut the switch On the same day I came back with another switch (damn) Staying on pulling out this bitch when them niggas Come get me I'm gonna be double blicked down (smoke) Like a joint out this bitch I just rolled up a opp Tryna pass it around (yo) If we're going out this bitch it's a opp on the block Then it get shut down (shut down) Keep you a drum out this bitch 'cause you see these Rap niggas keep on getting gunned down We put points on the scoreboard Five L gang yea bitch that's blood on the town (ye) Wrapped up if a nigga act up (ye) Park your car get packed up (aye) Fucked your bitch 'cause I wrapped up (aye) We send shots out the black truck (aye) Black truck, black truck, black truck (aye) 100k blue bills stacked up Hopped out this bitch and we strapped up (aye) Bitch nigga said they gonna smack us (aye) Murder scene with a 30 beam I was 1 deep With no backup (aye) Who you gonna call on Who you gonna fall on Bitch Mask up, glove up, suit up Go shoot a stick 'til it's all gone (get ghost) Same bitch said I wasn't gonna be shit That's who I ball on EBK, That mean we stand over everybody Bring that shit this way (bitch) How you 5L you ain't kill nobody but your stick today You get out your body drop my nuts on you, you fill away (fill away) I told that bitch fuck another bitch Five L thug so I stay with a gutter bitch (uh) Benji get high then start bubbling Brand-new bitch so I'm ducking my other bitch (woah) 12 on my ex I had shut the switch On the same day I came back with another switch (damn) Staying on pulling out this bitch when them niggas Come get me I'm gonna be double blicked down (smoke) Like a joint out this bitch I just rolled up a opp Tryna pass it around (yo) If we're going out this bitch its a opp on the block Then it get shut down (shut down) Keep you a drum out this bitch 'cause you see these Rap niggas keep on getting gunned down We put points on the scoreboard Five L gang yea bitch that's blood on the town (ye) Five L gang yea we EBK don't bring that shit this way Seen your bitch today she say big blue she want it on her face Got my switch today if 12 get on my ass then we gonna race Off that shit today I'm too geeked up I say bitch give my space
Bitch, I'm way too fuckin' hot, 3B trendin' topic Think big Five don't got guap? Ayy, lil' nigga, stop it It's bustin' out my pockets, my Goyard bag and wallet I'm coppin' 'fore they drop it, I'm in no rush to pop it My bank account look stocky, your ex-boyfriend look oppy My bitch was born with body, I'm with my Five's probably Every nigga that you see with me done killed somebody That mean if you play with me then they gon' kill somebody Bitch, I'm five stylin', got 'em nine dialin' Bitch, I'm four droppin', ayy, big pistol poppin', ayy Bitch, I'm stove lockin', my youngin' door lockin' I'll get that ho up out him, ayy, get that pole up off him, ayy Get that soul up off him, ayy, get a score up off him, ayy My niggas mob bosses, real shot callin', ayy 3B triple baller, fuck me 'cause my money taller, ayy 3B ain't gon' hesitate to send them night crawlеrs, ayy Listen to your mama and don't hop off in these streets Think you won't gеt gunned down, bitch, D.I.E Ayy, if he get caught out of bounds, put his ass to sleep My young niggas step on shit with a hundred round, choppa cut through meat Bitch, don't even say no words when big Five speak 'Cause I got this dirty cutter right outside me Pussy through your shirt, I can see your heartbeat I don't care who they click up with, they still can't stop me Why lil' shorty wanna hate? 'Cause I scam routes And she went to school, she can't get no bands out If you suck this dick, you might could get a handout All I do is hit the stage and they fanned out He was fuckin' 'round with that pig, but he ran out I can't even conceal this Drac' 'cause it hang out As soon as they pop my door, I try to bang out You just popped a Bitch, we might could fuck, I can't hold your hand though You just popped a pink pill, what you need a Xan' for? Bitch, your boyfriend just got killed, what you fuck his mans for? Since we askin' questions, bitch, what you holdin' out your hand for? Say I popped too many scripts and I'm fried out Say I got fucked up priorities, but stay at my house Bitch, I bet you'd suck this dick before I slide out Bitch, I bet you catch this shit like a wideout