Cinco - 4569434

Hook:

Buss down wipe my dick on the sheets
Chop down nigga playing for keeps
Jack boys straight out the streets
Blowing it fast just like I’m Meech
Truck load no fumble
Lotta cash lotta commas
Big b’s a lotta bumble
Trap house do numbers
Going up for the summer
Keep it a boo no drama
Head shot no trauma
3 shots no jumper
She blow the dick no trouble
Hit the pussy head coming
Get the pack I’m gon bunk it
Lick down trap jumping
Hit the brick then pump it
Trap for work imma trunk it
I left school kept flunking
Go grind get some money

Verse 1:

On the grind got a heavy load
Kill my self if I ever told
G shit stick to every code
Stack the cash I’m in trappin mode
Chasing check bitch something like Nike
I trap with niggas who didn’t even like me
Jail time family didn’t even write me
No hard feelings just
Some of dem didn’t like me
Bought a Benz when a nigga when even riding them
Wit future when niggas wouldn’t even sign them
Freebandz that’s la familia
Black migo gang face familiar
Don’t fuck with Five that nigga will kill you
Don’t fuck with Rudie because that nigga a robber
Don’t fuck with Fifty cuz it come wit them choppas
Paper trail don’t fuck with imposters
Lotta beef come wit sum problems
Load the drone we ain’t doing no resolving
Head shots nigga doing sum revolving
Leave the phone we ain’t doing no calling
Hit the club bitch know we ballin ‘
Nigga try me bitch know we goin to be brawlin’
Racks on me we ain’t doing no stall in ‘
Bring the rari come through crawling

Hook:

Buss down wipe my dick on the sheets
Chop down nigga playing for keeps
Jack boys straight out the streets
Blowing it fast just likte I’m Meech
Truck load no fumble
Lotta cash lotta commas
Big b’s a lotta bumble
Trap house do numbers
Going up for the summer
Keep it a boo no drama
Head shot no trauma
3 shots no jumper
She blow the dick no trouble
Hit the pussy head coming
Get the pack I’m gon bunk it
Lick down trap jumping
Hit the brick then pump it
Trap for work imma trunk it
I left school kept flunking
Go grind get some money

Verse 2:

Chop bricks Kong fu
Hit your bitch come through
100 bees winnie Pooh
Cup shot 22 Old Racks 92
A lotta new money too
Cumber blue (alotta ice) might catch da flu
Now a nigga feel new (trapper fool)
Drop outta school hit the block wit the tool
(Got the mask) go on a move
Your bitch want to come through
(Get your hoe) you know she going to choose
Going out sad nigga got the blues
Like religion nigga gon imma keep it true
Trap pastor I can preach too
Swipe a pack nigga I can keep it New
All hundreds nigga I can keep it blue
Big b’s nigga I can keep it Bloodie
Fucked all my bitches never had a buddy
Left class nigga never had to study
Keep two cups always had them muddy
Five guy shoota sitting in the cutty
Five guy bitches counting up money
Loading *ammunition waiting on buddy

Hook:

Buss down wipe my dick on the sheets
Chop down nigga playing for keeps
Jack boys straight out the streets
Blowing it fast just like I’m Meech
Truck load no fumble
Lotta cash lotta commas
Big b’s a lotta bumble
Trap house do numbers
Going up for the summer
Keep it a boo no drama
Head shot no trauma
3 shots no jumper
She blow the dick no trouble
Hit the pussy head coming
Get the pack I’m gon bunk it
Lick down trap jumping
Hit the brick then pump it
Trap for work imma trunk it
I left school kept flunking
Go grind get some money