In Five (feat. Lu Bandz)

Helmut lang and some g stars you always catch me in Some fly denim Hearing rumors that he crossed you we off you we let the spy get em He my dawg had to put em down and i hurt more bc i fed em Hurt more bc i fed em but ifs it gods plan nigga i'll dead em All bitches think they know me F*ck the game up like im kobe F*ck a ring she still my trophy She love to f*ck me cuz im odee Put a hole in em krispy kreme then flee the scene it Smell like weed and dolce Gabanna on me be the fragrance got me getting top From your main bitch Not wasting time Back on the grind My brother lu bandz got me strapped wit the 9 I cannot cuff her i just pass the time My life is so fast can i just rewind I lose control your mother mourn your demise Im moving slow cuz the blunt got me high The toolie blow now that's one in the sky Air a mag and now he marty mc fly Im way to fresh please pardon my fly Niggas cross me and im wondering why Gsw im winning in 5 Its my aura got a heart in they eyes Never ever will i work wit a cop Momma scared ima come out like my pops Gotta keep a weapon learned from the block Ion feel like fucking i just want the mop Just want the mop Im way to fresh please pardon my fly Niggas cross me and im wondering why Gsw im winning in 5 Its my aura got a heart in they eyes Never ever will i work wit a cop Momma scared ima come out like my pops Gotta keep a weapon learned from the block Ion feel like fucking i just want the mop Just want the mop Stroke it so good that she beg me to stop She cant take it all she start giving top I went in there poor came out wit some guap I ran up the spot You missing the shot i went grabbed the board Talk down on the block end up in the morgue You give me a shot im taking it all Ima nut wit the rock i wont miss at all Living fast and im getting the cake F*ck a job f*ck a minimum wage They wonder why we got criminal ways Shem hit the lick and we all getting paid