5 Star Lyrics

I'm finna

Yea

I'm finna

I'm finna eat up the beat on this bitch

Huh, tell your lil shawty stop callin my phone

She know its on DND, snooze

Hold on, she back on my hit list

Said to come over, I guess she wanna meet dick

Vroom, I'm in the cat, speakers boom in this bitch

And I'm blastin like all of my songs

Oh, when I'm in the bach, shit i got me a driver

I really just sit back and cruise

Huh, stack up the benjis like this shit a building

I bet you a milli this bitch finna topple

Huh, I'm with a five star bitch and i took her to dinner

We eat on the top floor

Huh, she tryna argue again

On a smooth road, still hittin potholes

I done got tired of the bitch

So i guess that its time to retire the bitch

How many times you going to go through my phone

With the thought that you really aint finding shit

Bitch on my body I'm callin her scotty

Cause she was too hotty all fine and shit

Run up another I'm callin up twin

I'm callin my brother

I'm dialing shit

I got the flu from the flow and its causing a

Headache I'm feelin all kind of sick

I got the digits, they came from the back end

Hop in the tele group, tell em all tap in

Hoe in the bed

When I'm pullin it out

Got her beggin for more

So I'm puttin it back in

Boom, I had to wake up alarm goin off

And you know i had ended the call

Huh, I cant be caught on the phone with a bitch

So my number is changing like hoes

Oh, you got the right to remove yourself from me

I'll write it down make it a law

No, I don't condone any drugs

But the pill it be working its solving my problems

Ha, I'm at the bank ima laugh out this bitch

And dont worry it's for a good cause

Hm, showing my teeth, I dont growl

But I'm telling you that bitch she know I'm a dog

Hm, I said when she come again

Hm, I tell her bring all her friends

Nobody doing it bigger than E

If they did I can bet you they needed a feat