5:56 (feat. CrisWoods & Ca$tillo)

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Bru In DaCoupe

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Yeah, for real, I can't hang with these lil' niggas, boy, you know I'm too real
I'm the coldest in the room, lil' boy, you know I give you chills
Don't you worry, is in my cup lil bitch, you know I need refill
All my dawgs are locked and loaded, yeah, them niggas strapped for real

5-5-6 tomorrow, lil' bitch, you know I made my first deal
All these bitches poppin' pills, my nigga, yeah, I'm poppin' seals
Ain't no calls are comin' in, lil' bitch, you know I'm in the hills
This that Garland shit right here, lil' nigga, that's no fuckin' drill

Hop in a coupe no key
I'm getting the bag no sleep
I'm popping a bean I'm geeked
I fucked her I put her to sleep
I stuff that guap in my brief
In this world I gotta carry the piece
Niggas out her to get you don't sleep
The demons be haunting my dreams
Po me a 4
I pop me a Tesla
Niggas be hating
I pull up
I drop the location
We at the Westin too far from the trenches
Back to my ways I recovered my senses
She bad and boujee she cover expenses
She suck my dick with no hands in a Benzy
Walk in the club and I'm changing the tempo
Ahead of the game you still stuck Nintendo
Balling like Coop in the back of the end zone
We in the back wit the pack with extendos
Don't come around here shit get dangerous

Yeah, for real, five, five, six tomorrow, bitch
You know I made my first deal
All these bitches poppin' pills, my nigga, yeah, I'm poppin' seals
Ain't no calls are comin' in, lil' bitch, you know I'm in the hills
This that Garland shit right here, lil' nigga, that's no fuckin' drill

I hold the streets down, I rep for my block
Motherfuckers know that this shit will never stop
Yeah, I jump in this bitch and it's soundin' fantastic
Yeah, we stretchin' the work just like elastic
Yeah, turnin' the corner, the Challenger man out I crashed it
Got me some bands, got me some racks, and I stashed it
I'm connected, I'm well-respected
35, 21, I'm well-protected
You know this shit gon' get stupid hectic
I am not from Houston, but I'm still a Texan

Yeah, for real, I can't hang with these lil' niggas
Boy, you know I'm too real
I'm the coldest in the room, lil' boy, you know I give you chills
Don't you worry, is in my cup, lil' bitch, you know I need refill
All my dawgs are locked and loaded, yeah, them niggas strapped for real
Five, five, six tomorrow, bitch, you know I made my first deal
All these bitches poppin' pills, my nigga, yeah, I'm poppin' seals
Ain't no call are comin' in, lil' bitch, you know I'm in the hills
This that Garland shit right here, lil' nigga, this no fuckin' drill

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