[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I could walk on yo bitch with a beam
I can slime all yo bruddas like water
I can call up my niggas wit choppas
We gon slide on yo block wit a beam
We gon pop out wit Dolce Gabbana
I do this shit all for my bruddas
I do all this shit for my mud
I smoke on a nigga like Runtz
[Chorus]
You banging the 5, you a bum
You banging the 5, you a bum
You banging the 5, you a bum
You banging the 5, you a bum
You banging the 5, you a bum
You banging the 5, you a bum
[Verse 2]
I could walk on your bruddas with Glock
I call on my mad men at night
I creep on a willow with fye
I run down on niggas tonight
You banging the 5 but you lied
I smoke on your brother July
I’m f**king big titties, big titties collide
I’m robbing niggas that be talking ’bout nine
I’m getting money, why you talking ’bout hats?
I got Mexican, Mexican bitches online
I got hunnids with cutters, we taking your life
How you banging the 5 but you talking online?