five-seven Lyrics

Bitch I'm on

(Uh, fuck)

Hop out that bitch with a stick and mag, with no mask on (Okay)

Tell 'em to watch for the cops out the back, out the backyard (Oh)

Swerve in that coupe and that bitch got no room, its a track car (Go)

I hit the pedal, full throttle and shift, feel like it's Nascar (Skrr)

And I still show up late (Late)

Bitch I'ma dog, like Nate (Skrr)

Make a bitch sit, go wait (Go wait)

Feed her this dick, no date (Skrr)

I dont exaggerate, okay, and she wan' be on her knee's (Skrr)

She didn't graduate, give brain, like she got a whole degree

I keep the fire, Five-Seven (Yeah)

Dick on the stick, extended (Yeah)

Fuck up, no suppression (Yeah)

Fuck a bitch thats offended

I'm in her mouth like a mo'fuckin dentist

Tell a bitch swallow this dick like digest it

Teach her to bounce on it, class is in session

All of that talkin' is out of the question, I

Hop out that bitch with a stick and mag, with no mask on (Okay)

Tell 'em to watch for the cops out the back, out the backyard (Oh)

Swerve in that coupe and that bitch got no room, its a track car (Go)

I hit the pedal, full throttle and shift, feel like it's Nascar (Skrr)

And I still show up late (Late)

Bitch I'ma dog, like Nate (Skrr)

Make a bitch sit, go wait (Go wait)

Feed her this dick, no date (Skrr)

I dont exaggerate, okay, and she wan' be on her knee's (Skrr)

She didn't graduate, give brain, like she got a whole degree

Bitch I'm on