
5657 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
You would think he had a cold and where we left his ass, Coughing
Think he lost somewhere on Holt and found that boy up in the COffin
And if I say it, then I mean it, won't believe it unless I see it
And this bitch I'm fuckin' now, know she got a blue check
And this bitch I'm fuckin' now, you know her ass very fat
And she from the lower end so she rep the project
And she come from over here, so she get her best hit
If they born in July, then they get her best sex
And I beat the pussy good, she say I'm better than I act
Once upon a time, see I dated Mia Pisces
Put my thumb in her booty and she told me that she like it
Every time we sexin', see I smack her on the ass
And she like fuckin' me with the Glock up in my hand
I'm from Shaq Block and we don't get no fuckin' pass
Them niggas ain't us, boy, them niggas just mad
You see Tay-Tay off patron and that nigga nothin' nice
You got Roland in the cut and he like blowin' pipes
Uh-huh, he low for hit him in his shit
Uh-huh, he runnin', he ain't got no blitz
Ayy, we got drums on the six
Ayy, don't you fuckin' play, your mama have a missing kid
Okay, blowin' so much pipe, it's arthritis in my hand
You approach me like a goofy, you get popped like rubber bands
Put that boy up in that hearse, they carry him just like a purse
We put killers on our shirt and we put shooters in the dirt
Catch me up on 56 or catch me up on 57
See that boy was talkin' shit, we hit his ass with 211
I ain't gotta do the talkin', boy, my shooters gettin' sparkin
You would think he had a cold, the way we left his ass COUGHING
Huh
Don't you do that
Move it