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Five Bands made that shit off a plate
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Five Bands made that shit off a plate
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Five Bands made that shit off a plate
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Five Bands made that shit off a plate
Five Bands made that shit off a plate
Stack it up and put it right in the safe
Ten bands broke it down straight from Chase
Food good, turn green now I'm straight
Flex on the Gram but in person no pape
Blow smoke in your face like skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Fuck all the hate
Aone bitch I know that I'm great
Don't fuck with you but you askin' for favors
Crib with some acres, and I don't got no neighbors
I told that bitch that you drunk if you think I'm a chaser
Pinpoint with the accuracy, I don't need a laser
Baby you ain't gotta cap to me, I'm stiff and I'm lazy
Just watch how they change up
Counting hundreds, they blue in the face
Counting bands, take your boo on a date
We was friends, now you choosin' to hate
Had to tighten up, but I loosen the lace
I'm a star, so I'm shootin' in space
Shawty wanna come move in the place
She hit my phone, had to hang up
She only a nickel, so I had to change up
They pillow talkin, they bringin' my name up
But Flatout so nameless
Foot on the gas, I swear I'm not breakin
They chasin' clout, but it's money I'm chasin
It's money I'm chasin
Swear that I'm hungry, I'm dangerous
I'm up in the crib, let me know where the safe is
Let me know where the safe is
Damn, you makin' me think a lot
They ridin' the wave, but I know they gon' sink a lot
Pourin' tequila, you know that I drink a lot
I hit from the back now she starting to sing a lot
The money keep calling you know that it ring a lot
So I gotta answer
She ask me to fuck, so I gotta answer
She act like a stripper, so I gotta dancer
It's cold world niggas dumber than Cole
He shot at the range one time, now he bold
Got right to the top, and she swallowed my load
I got smarter at life as a nigga got old
She playin' with kids, but I know that she grown
We met in the cut, cause he trackin' her phone
Rack up with the team, we don't stack up alone
The way that she soundin, she smackin' the bone
Aight, that means she fuck with a dog
Got this shit out the mud man I feel like a hog
These lyrics too pure, we ain't pressin' these bars
She got her a nigga, but pressin' me hard
Callin' her 94 feet
She got hit in the car we lift up the seat
It's money in the pocket, you see in the crease
We share with the gang, everybody here eat
Yo, shorty, a hoe letting everybody here beat
Claim he in the field, but I didn't see no cleats