Slap 5ives

GBS the mob nigga, stay true for, L I'm just tryna ball I ain't into passing Me and nigga slapping fives like this Shit a blassik If me and my hitta slapping fives Then this shit get tragic I only wanna get the head if that shit Fantastic You gotta let me push the whip to see If it go faster It say 200 on the dash I'm praying i Don't crash it I'm doing like 150 flying down on Gratiot If the feds get right behind us, imma Stab it Running to that money don't got Time for no relaxing Brody caught a opp and said he put Him in a casket Yeah, fucking on These hoes in the crib that I trap in We gon' get the pros but we run it Off the backend Fucking with the scams and the Grams til' the meds come Pop a nigga, pop his mans too nigga And one Finna call my slime cause' that nigga Love to shred something All face shots pussy nigga shouldn't Have ran up Nigga tapping in for that work get Him xan'd up You be talking money, got not Money get yo bands up You don't really live the shit you Rapping nigga stand up Nigga what you bang, put yo hands Up Heard yo mans was talking to the Feds when he got jammed up Them baby rockets flying they gone Make you pick yo mans up That boy ain't get a chance to live his Life cause' he was playing tough We be fucking all these niggas hoes So they can't stand us We be counting up all of the pros we Got it ran up We finna turn the heat up in the bity Bring the fan up Couldn't pour it in no pop it's in a Fanta My baby whip that black and white For me it's like a panda I swear to god my hitta pick you off Like Dion Sanders Lil bitch I'm tryna get between yo Legs so f*ck the manners Tell me if you tryna make some pape That's all that matters My baby catch a body then go ghost I Call him Casper She telling me to hit it in slo-mo I'm Going faster She telling me to hit it from the back I'm going faster She telling me to hit her from the Back I'm like a master I'm just tryna ball I ain't into passing Me and nigga slapping fives like this Shit a blassik If me and my hitta slapping fives Then this shit get tragic I only wanna get the head if that shit Fantastic You gotta let me push the whip to see If it go faster It say 200 on the dash I'm praying i Don't crash it I'm doing like 150 flying down on Gratiot If the feds get right behind us, imma Stab it