G5 (Unreleased) lyrics
by Cae Cartier
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Ayo Ran, turn that up
[Verse]
Look, came up in a different bag
Got a couple n*ggas mad, got a couple b*tches mad
They ain't never did a thing fo' me
This the calm befo' the storm, and I can smell that rain comin'
Try to bash my name, I still went up, that sh*t ain't changed nun'
Heard that boy don't like me, I must've f*cked his hoe or sum'
How you makin' posts, yo' partner dead, go up the sco' or sum'
Took a G5 to Miami, made a 40 up in Cali'
Turned off all of my locations, she still find a way to track me
If you f*ckin' on the bros, that make me mad, that sh*t is tacky
I ain't trippin', the only person you heard and it's yo' daddy
I been, gettin' money since I was a jit, and that's no cap for real
Backend since a child, I don't even know no cap for real
Am I in her DM?, Yes
Do I want to wife her?, No
They sendin' shots, but when we sendin' shots, no we ain't typin' posts
If you slime enough to f*ck 'em, then you slime enough to wipe his nose
Now we don't like them n*ggas b*tch, you better not like a post
Knees deep, with them robbers, I ain't trippin' on nobody else's problems
If I ain't get 'em, then it's somebody else that got 'em
If I ain't listenin', then that sh*t ain't 'bout a dollar
Yea yea