5 Fingers

5 fingers on her ass, yeah, that bitch just got slapped My finger on the trigger, turn a nigga to a pack Five pistols in the car, and a choppa in the back I'm only rockin' with the gang, everybody get back 5 fingers on her ass, yeah, that bitch just got slapped My finger on the trigger, turn a nigga to a pack Five pistols in the car, and a choppa in the back I'm only rockin' with the gang, everybody get back Get back or get face shot I'm on fire like I'm laid off Trap jumpin', yeah, it paid off Tell the gang we gon take off We shootin' shit, we don't play golf Tell them niggas we don't play though I've hit licks for a bankroll We shootin' shit, so lay low They just sent more than five, so you know that we gon' work Better watch what you post, cause you know that they alert I remember all them days we was broke and it hurt I was bummy as a bitch, had to get it out the dirt Money plays, we on go, I'ma split it with my bro We gon' double up like Nip we need 60 in a row Get it bussin', shit jumpin', come and shop at the store What you need, we got everything, we got it for the low pour with me, no stripper, but this pole with me Gang bidness, lame bitches can't smoke with me Bro with me, you know my shooter, he gon' blow for me Gang with me, they gon' eat cause they was broke with me Turnt nun into sum, lil' bitch, I'm tryna hustle Bitch tryna wrestle, I ain't really with the tussle Get yo ass together before I put you in a puzzle It's strictly only bruddas give a f*ck if you my cuzzo Five fingers on her ass, yeah, that bitch just got slapped My finger on the trigger, turn a nigga to a pack Five pistols in the car and a choppa in the back I'm only rockin' with the gang, everybody get back Five fingers on her ass, yeah, that bitch just got slapped My finger on the trigger, turn a nigga to a pack Five pistols in the car and a chopper in the back I'm only rockin' with the gang, everybody get back I can see it on they faces, nigga's goofy than a bitch Ridin thru the city, I don't need no windows tint I was playin' with them legos, now I'm playin' with a brick He a hood trophy but to me, he's just a lick If it ain't about the money, baby, we can chop it up One, two, baby I'm the plug Three, four, niggas on the rug Five, six, I don't need a hug Seven, eight, baby I'm a thug Nine, ten, she just wanna f*ck President's in my pocket, I ain't talkin' bout Trump Reachin' for my chain, you gon' get your ass slumped Five fingers on her ass, yeah, that bitch just got slapped My finger on the trigger, turn a nigga to a pack Five pistols in the car and a choppa in the back I'm only rockin' with the gang, everybody get back Five fingers on her ass, yeah, that bitch just got slapped My finger on the trigger, turn a nigga to a pack Five pistols in the car and a choppa in the back I'm only rockin' with the gang, everybody get back