Gen 5 in the booth

I don't make tiktok songs I make songs for niggas to suit up and spin He said "Is you mobile?" Shit, depend on what you trying to spend He might got more stripes than me but guaranteed he ain't got more bands Told her show me a magic trick Bitch got clapping with no hands (Aye, aye) I don't make no jazz Mouthpiece break her defense she like nigga I hate yo' smooth ass His bitch bad, might confiscate her, nigga don't know what to do with that F*ck a frat party, at 18 I was posted where the shooters at Aye, f*ck my opps they pussy Twin couldn't pop out with me So to make up for that, I brought twin Glocks in the function Started spreading paper an hour ago and nigga I'm still thumbing Racks on my brain, if I caught a headshot I'd f*ck around and start bleeding out money No cap, this shit in me, it ain't on me Ran this shit up by my lonely With that said, don't ask me for nothing Gen 5 in the booth I'll cock this bitch to let Yall know I ain't stunting .223 within arms reach if you threaten me, you a big ass dummy Thought he was a shooter, let chop hit, nigga start panicking, fumbling All my life I had to fight until I came across that button These niggas demon til' they feel that fire they take off running When it's beef I ain't squashing shit lil' bitch I'm trying chop your onion I'm trying to dice your tomato Nigga try to run off, Kunta Kinte, chop take off his ankles Red, green, blue tip ammunition, bow, taste the rainbow That's that hollow 9, that .556 and that 5.7 from every angle You get in my way that's the red zone my nigga yo' ass in danger Wack the witness before he can tell the story, give the laws a cliff hanger My bitch light skin and she got long bundles Look like the bitch from tangled Big ass chop, fold the stock, slam that bitch like Kurt Angle She just popped a X she booted up Now baby toot it up Give my nigga a look and he know what to do, I ain't gotta say too much Big bro think he a chef in the kitchen he whipping up til' the shit robust Told the lil' bitch when she come to my crib just know, throwing that neck is a must (BankrollMaxx)