5ive (feat. GMF Dave)

This bitch said Dirtbike vibe 2 exclusive Slide to the party and I'm zooted and booted On point like a beam cause the team don't be losin Dumbass got caught cause his ass said he snoozin I just bagged this Afghan bitch, I think she the bomb Like a terrorist with a clear dress, I can see the bomb Bitch keep ' me her dad, I need to meet her mom Deep in a all black ford, while we rocking Tom Disrespect the team, you get shot in your colon Dirtbike too official, man, this shit not stolen Gon' hear the R.T. roll just like you bowlin Tryna be with some white bitches while we out Poland Your man got caught because he robbed, nigga, that's a shame High up on the chart, a machine like a fuckin' crane Dog got hit, should've chilled, get off, come on, ah Dog got hit, should've chilled, he got off the chain This bitch got a toxic trait I'm the perfect vibe She want a nigga thurl and funny, I'm the perfect guy MJ surrounded by the 4, I'm that number 5 Face shots through a drive-thru, he got hit, ah Face shots through a drive-thru, he got a number 5 15-piece dark meat with a extra thigh New cancer pac in my lungs, now I'm extra high Popeye's hopped off the Greese , he need a extra eye Charger got more horses than a stable like Ralph Laur Me and Joe downtown fishing money on the lure Almost crashed the bike, goddamn, think it got a bore Wheelie all day, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah Wheelieing all day, goddamn, I'm fuckin' sore Ah, shit, I think I broke my toe We kickstartin' bikes, me, dirtbike , and Joe Better hit me for a feature while the price is still low I was hittin' her, her, and I bet they both know Come upstairs in the kitchen, niggas makin' a smoothie Take a peek out front, niggas pulled up in Subie Move my chain out the way, nigga, this shirt is Gucci You can think this a game, I ain't YFN Lucci Glock took him to McDonald's, got hit with the two-piece Always gettin' blown while you always in blue seat Come on, little bitch, I want you, ah Come on, little bitch, goddamn, let me see the Coochie Thick white bitch, goddamn, tryna induce me Blood on his white tee, call him Pennywise Creep up with no ID, mask in disguise Leave you boxed in like the gang work for Amazon Lil' bitch shipped across the state like it's Amazon GMF got a MC, I guess it's hammer time Checkbook, ah, fuck, ah Checkbook just came in, I guess it's scammer time Bitch said, can I take her to Saks Fifth Pulled up on her boyfriend, give em five like the Jacksons Two twin Glocks and they sing like the Braxtons This shit not the bid, I'm not Michael Blackston GMF feet up in the booth, man, I'm just relaxin You could get knocked the fuck out like you Ben Askren GMF from Baltimore, man, I feel like Jackson