Banging the 5

These niggas be leachin, they just tryna hang I'm in the trap, my back door bang Start workin' my ski, had to turn up my name I was workin' at Drizz, I like how it sang On that one-way block, I'm servin' the cane I'm railin' with clubs, tryna hit up some Stains Man, it's in late night in the rain Free all the men that was geekin' to bang, uh On that one-way block, I done made me a killin' While you bluffin' like shit, you ain't catch You a victim I'm on top of the snakes, so I'm sad I'm Out there I was poppin' my door, and that freak cuz I'm wiggle I be on the East, fell in love with the Jugglin' I was in black truck, ridin' with Glit Free high-fives, I free all the Glit, yeah Free all the fives, I free all the Glit Westside straddle with 30 and Blit Won't run, move, no tag, I'm in Yes, my oppa's gon' send that blitz Yeah, my oppa's gon' send that blitz But nigga, I dropped me a bag Call up Jess, he on the west He moved that shit, got off the slab Ridin' presidential, G-track off But nigga, this ain't no calc I'm runnin' it up for a nail I'm gettin' some cheese, I'm cookin' up all in the lab Yeah, we cookin' up all in the lab You play on my five, and you blow your style I chuck you, you bloody get put in a bag Send all to my folks, we all over the mail B-R's, B-Puss, he ain't gettin' no jail Uh, wrote his answer to this shit, I ain't have me a rap Man, bro, it's 15, too deep in the trap Called Vicks on the one, and we made him run lap Nigga thug with his dick, with his head on his lap Now, that's Archie Charles in a Burricane mask Got with no key, bruh, I keep gettin' the jack Late night at the trap, you should lay on the pad I'm missin' my cousins, we used to go hittin But it's just got locked, no bill, and he sick I keep on the moves, I throw out my mitts When I'm done off, I'll be turnin' the kids We so wild, niggas down on their stick, they was bitchin Well, that giant, that coward, his clique, he be itchin We servin' that shit in the school, he was ditchin Call the hog, grab my five, and we ain't got the clique That giant, that coward, his clique, he be itchin We servin' that shit in the school, he was ditchin Call the hog, grab my five, and we ain't got the clique Call the hog.