okaywickk! - SDU5 (feat. 1amjaylenn & 1amjaidenn) Lyrics

I don't sing to this hoe, hell nah, but I know she f*ck with my cadence
Running to that bag, I need it now, bitch, I don't got no patience
I'm posted up, I keep that Drac with me, just like I'm Haitian

My music steady, going up, just look how fast I'm pacing
I'm the first one to that bag, just look how fast I run, I'm racing
This top level like NCAA, Might call it, Heisman
I'm in that Geeked, shit down that street, just look how fast I'm flying

I'm starting to think these niggas gay and sweet, just like some icing
Bitch, I keep that ARP, I spray that bitch, f*ck up my hand
We had yo potna rolling down the hill, pick up your mans
I'm SDU, that stay down unit, know that shit my brand

I'm puffing on that Zot, I'm way too high, I'm in the trance
We send that hotshit like Pat Mahomes, that chopper, make him dance
I pop out repeat, blow a bag, cause a nigga having bands
Hop out that big black truck, we hawk shit down that f*ck boy ran

It's hard shit here, die for a nigga hand
I'm puffing these hoodies, I'm taking these hands
Yeah
And I booted up this f*cking Xan, I can f*ck my hands, bitch, it put a Jans

Get a nigga down, all his f*cking pants, take him all to shit, nigga, what you saying
What's up, nigga, post it up with Jans
Two-twang box, nigga, hit your mans
I'm in on your bitch, pass it to my mans

Always on goal, nigga, never lacking
Gone to my pants, she thought I was packing
Pull up to her crib, I'm bringing her back in
Y'all ain't gonna ban, y'all niggas be casting

Put that cup in your nigga, nigga, what happened
Pushing in that wheel, cutting up and trapping
Got the woman in your verse, said she meant my presence
Put your mama in, nigga, run off

Send that bitch out, nigga, straight to f*cking heaven
Send that nigga straight to heaven
Had to teach that f*ck nigga a lesson
Not too bad, bitch, it's in this room

I f*cked that, then I moved on to the best friend
A little nigga finna get back door
She gave me the green light, felt like I was stuffing
And getting that cheese, I'ma keep on stuffing

I'ma keep stabbing till I hit the top
I'ma keep spinning till I catch the hops
Don't come out my way, your ass gon' get shot
Yeah, smoking that side of the shit for my lungs

You a hoe and a nigga, you ain't told no guns
They say y'all people made a f*ck, nigga, run the job
Down bad while I'm smoking, while I'm flying
Five of my pants, nigga, don't get touched

Yeah
I'm on fly, bitch, it's nowhere
I stay with the man, you can't knock, cause me lagging
You like BNKJ, shit, I need my bagging

Good bye, man, nigga, need to get some fashion
Get back for your man, need to get to action
She said she like the way credit be trapping
Ain't doing no hoes, nigga, why you capping

Bad ass B-Way, just broke her back end
Don't take it out, bitch, I'm going back end
I'm getting banned, they sucking the deep end
Bad model, bitch, I'm going deep end

I do it by myself, little bitch, I don't deep end
On anyone, bitch, cause I bring the racks in
Taking money from you, bitch, I don't tax it
I'm lacking

Pop smoke, pistol packing
You say you gonna wonder what happened
That nigga lame, dirty, macking
It's a state-owned unit, we rapping

It's a state-owned unit, we 5D
That nigga acquiring, they making a peak
I'll pop out your head, just watch how you peak
Been running up ends for the whole week

I feel like I'm filing, nigga, I'm fleek
Kicking on the shit, I feel like Bruce Lee
Having weak calls, it was ARPs
You a little nigga, go finish your piece

I'm itching to kill, feel like I got fleas
Pull out a machete, now he begging please
Every say bless you, but I didn't sneeze
What

Mm
That's, that's U5
Yeah