[Intro]
Yeah
Ooh
(TZY on some other shit)
[Chorus]
Ayy, stripper hoes tryna see where I'm at
I told them that they can't know that
They can't know that? Yeah, for sho' that
Catch an opp, then I'ma blow that
Smash on him, don't care if he at the store, we might just crash on him
Ayy, last nigga dissed my brothers, swear I dropped the—
Yeah, bag on him
Ayy, I got that bag on me
Ayy, niggas flexin' 'round with all these guns without no cash on 'em
Ayy, where you from? I'm straight out that town, I had it bad, homie
Lil' bro put you on a shirt, I just put the tag on you
[Verse]
I just hit a blunt of Mask On and I don't even smoke
Ayy, how you tried to slide, but ain't get far? Uh, nigga choke
Ayy, Glock twenty-six tucked in the coat
Ayy, chop so good, it don't еven poke
Ayy, I do, I had pussies, tubеr one, now I snatched the rope
Ayy, bitch said she wanna fuck on me and my gang, I told her to give me the throat
Ayy, all my life I been countin' up this bread, yeah, gettin' the loaf
Uh, my lil' slime bitch hangin' with the opps, I told her to send me the lo'
Ayy, told her if she scared, just send the text on they whip before she go
Uh, catch me an eight, then come out the hip, then blow
Niggas try to get luck, but it's nowhere to go (Boom)
Niggas try to walk down, but heard that he can't walk no more (Nah)
Ayy, bitch doin' way too much, I told her to chill and go with the flow
Ayy, can't wait 'til I take my first mil', I might just buy a boat
Yeah (Yeah), I'm on some other shit, I'm tryna get me and all my brothers rich
Ayy, told Ma Dukes when I make my next hundred K, I'ma send her like half of it
Ayy, broke-ass opps tryna slide in a broke-ass car, they ain't even got gas money
Ayy, everybody know that I stay strapped, then I'm gon' tag somethin'
Ayy, up that fire, yeah, blast somethin'
Ayy, wanna be six? Go smash somethin'
Ayy, I just pulled a ten off my Distro', I might just cash somethin'
Ayy, finna fly to L.A., check out the time, it's on, it's different, duh
Ayy, think about the times I was on my ass, I was just sittin' there
[Chorus]
Ayy, stripper hoes tryna see where I'm at
I told them that they can't know that
They can't know that? Yeah, for sho' that
Catch an opp, then I'ma blow that
Smash on him, don't care if he at the store, we might just crash on him
Ayy, last nigga dissed my brothers, swear I dropped the—
Yeah, bag on him
Ayy, I got that bag on me
Ayy, niggas flexin' 'round with all these guns without no cash on 'em
Ayy, where you from? I'm straight out that town, I had it bad, homie
Lil' bro put you on a shirt, I just put the tag on you
5 Am was written by YBT.
5 Am was produced by TZY On The Beat.