​five sevens

[Chorus: $breezy]
Glock ten, MAC-11
FN's, 5.7s
I ain't scared, no I don't need no fucking weapon
You ain't bout what you claim, it's all just a deception
It's a blessing, I don't give a fuck bout the price no I don't gotta check it

[Verse 1: $breezy]
Riding around town with a blick, riding around with a stick
Riding around with your bitch
I got that shit on my hip, you talking that shit
The choppa gon' hit
Got a bad little bitch and she's sucking my dick
Yeah Raf Simons, got that shit on my fit
Bad bitches, got them hoes in the whip
Yeah I ran up a check and then bought me a zip

[Verse: luwopxo]
Going dumb nigga, off the rip
When the bih' talk too much [?]
Don't give no lip
I got like six down racks in my pack
Nigga I got blue, nigga thought I was crip
Nine, nine, nine, all these girls are the same, I never go out like no simp (Damn)
I don't even go to the club but then when I do that boy
These hoes showing me love, they know I'ma blow, they don't [?]
Not showing [?] love
Not showing my love, yeah
Not showing [?] love
I need to run up my plug, yeah

[Chorus: $breezy]
Glock ten, MAC-11
FN's, 5.7s
I ain't scared, no I don't need no fucking weapon
You ain't bout what you claim, it's all just a deception
It's a blessing, I don't give a fuck bout the price no I don't gotta check it

[Outro: $breezy]
Riding around town with a blick, riding around with a stick
Riding around with your bitch
Riding around town with a blick, riding around with a stick
Riding around with your bitch