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Backed in, Backed out, all black suit like I'm Trump, uh
Pulled up, got the coupe shaking, Twenty-Two's in my trunk, uh
Bags in, Jags in, Italian skin down to my socks, uh
I ain't trying to be rude baby, I'm just trying to get my rocks off
You gotta get dropped off
Convertible coupe, we sitting in traffic, I'm taking the top off
She wanna go out on a date, I think I'ma take her to top golf
The Cartier sit on my face 'cause I gotta see all the opps off, uh, yeah
Can you manage?
I'm wit' Lil' Tab in a black truck, geeked up, bitch, I ain't got no manners
Too much cannabis, I hate to take me a T-break for my stamina
She not tryna give me face, I'm having trouble understanding her
Gen five never jamming up
All black Nike ski mask, nah, I ain't no Santa bro
I told that bitch to calm down, like where yo manners huh?
I see that plate, that shit get ate, I turn to cannibal
Yeah, that nigga played, they know that B5 wild, he turn to animal
Come on, let's do it
Nigga keep on flexing black trucks on the 'gram, we gone shoot through it
These niggas ain't even like that in real life, they influenced by the music
These niggas keep on posting guns but best believe they ain't gone use it
Lil' bro gone blast yo' ass, just let him have it if he took it
Take a look inside of a book if you tryna see how we stylin
Ties, on ties, on ties, on ties, my family rooted in the ground, uh
Three vibes tryna come see me today so I gotta manage my time right
Maison Margeila is how I'm feeling today, I'm thinking in hindsight
Can't even pull up and come smoke with you today, I'm getting my mind right
Brand new Cartier Skeleton fit on my wrist 'cause it's my time, right?
Keep on making them disses, yo' bitch gone be wishing that she was wit' Tab and Slime
Maybe you forgot to mention that niggas on Fizz be tripping, like all the time
Uh, yeah, all them bags stuffed in the city
All these niggas fanned out, they say they gang, ain't got no dealings
We'll leave yo' lil' bro assed out, yeah best believe, get popped like wheely
B5 been a raw nigga, yeah, I ain't ever rob no Jimmy
Baby we just f*cking, ain't got no feelings
Yeah I been scheming on the low
Nigga can't come on this side, know I got my block on control
Say he gone kill me 'bout that money, let's see how hard that paper fold
Smart kid, you ain't no bad boy, boy you got honor roll
You say it's smoke, bitch, let that go
Niggas be getting in they feelings 'cause all of the 5ives been hitting they ho
Man, I promise if I was hitting the bitch you wouldn't even know
Why you playing? Niggas know that B5 can't go like no ho
Yeah my dawg had died on fourth of July, every pic I throw up the fours
Gotta stay solid and focused on all of your goals 'cause these niggas try to come take
If I'm being honest, I don't give a f*ck bout a ho, my mind been on counting them faces
F*ck GSP, If they get behind me we gone go on that chase
You say it's smoke, better back the f*ck up or lil' bro gone face you
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Backed in, Backed out, all black suit like I'm Trump, uh
Pulled up, got the coupe shaking, Twenty-Two's in my trunk, uh
Bags in, Jags in, Italian skin down to my socks, uh
I ain't trying to be rude baby, I'm just trying to get my rocks off
You gotta get dropped off
Convertible coupe, we sitting in traffic, I'm taking the top off
She wanna go out on a date, I think I'ma take her to top golf
The Cartier sit on my face 'cause I gotta see all the opps off, uh, yeah
Can you manage?
I'm wit' Lil' Tab in a black truck, geeked up, bitch, I ain't got no manners
Too much cannabis, I hate to take me a T-break for my stamina
She not tryna give me face, I'm having trouble understanding her
Gen five never jamming up
All black Nike ski mask, nah, I ain't no Santa bro
I told that bitch to calm down, like where yo manners huh?
I see that plate, that shit get ate, I turn to cannibal
Yeah, that nigga played, they know that B5 wild, he turn to animal
Come on, let's do it
Nigga keep on flexing black trucks on the 'gram, we gone shoot through it
These niggas ain't even like that in real life, they influenced by the music
These niggas keep on posting guns but best believe they ain't gone use it
Lil' bro gone blast yo' ass, just let him have it if he took it
Take a look inside of a book if you tryna see how we stylin
Ties, on ties, on ties, on ties, my family rooted in the ground, uh
Three vibes tryna come see me today so I gotta manage my time right
Maison Margeila is how I'm feeling today, I'm thinking in hindsight
Can't even pull up and come smoke with you today, I'm getting my mind right
Brand new Cartier Skeleton fit on my wrist 'cause it's my time, right?
Keep on making them disses, yo' bitch gone be wishing that she was wit' Tab and Slime
Maybe you forgot to mention that niggas on Fizz be tripping, like all the time
Uh, yeah, all them bags stuffed in the city
All these niggas fanned out, they say they gang, ain't got no dealings
We'll leave yo' lil' bro assed out, yeah best believe, get popped like wheely
B5 been a raw nigga, yeah, I ain't ever rob no Jimmy
Baby we just f*cking, ain't got no feelings
Yeah I been scheming on the low
Nigga can't come on this side, know I got my block on control
Say he gone kill me 'bout that money, let's see how hard that paper fold
Smart kid, you ain't no bad boy, boy you got honor roll
You say it's smoke, bitch, let that go
Niggas be getting in they feelings 'cause all of the 5ives been hitting they ho
Man, I promise if I was hitting the bitch you wouldn't even know
Why you playing? Niggas know that B5 can't go like no ho
Yeah my dawg had died on fourth of July, every pic I throw up the fours
Gotta stay solid and focused on all of your goals 'cause these niggas try to come take
If I'm being honest, I don't give a f*ck bout a ho, my mind been on counting them faces
F*ck GSP, If they get behind me we gone go on that chase
You say it's smoke, better back the f*ck up or lil' bro gone face you
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Writer: Bryce Bryant, Jerald Parks
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Performed By: J Shiest
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Bryce Bryant, Jerald Parks
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