5 on the Dot lyrics

[Intro: Idontknowjeffery]
After hours, n*gga, late night creep, n*gga
Better get ya motherf*cking weight up, n*gga
We finna go play with them hoes, money 17

[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf]
Boy how much you really makin' cut the sh*t and stop the fakin'
Bake a n*gga now he bacon, scrambled eggs we breakfast makin'
All these n*ggas think they Satan save it n*gga why you playin'
He look dead look how he layin', switch the subject f*ck it man
Pull up doin' the best I can intelligence is dominant
Every time I smoke a blunt I reminisce my innocence
Nowadays I flip and break a fit a little bit too quick
I tried to be more rationale but my pride ain't havin' it
I don't know what else to do you come for me I fear for you
f*ck him, her and you and you I give no f*ck 'bout any fool
Look at you, you dressed in jewels but where your brain at, silly dude?
I'mma keep it real and true but know your place and keep it cool

[Chorus: Idontknowjeffery]
Five on the dot, eyes on the twat
Eyes on a thot, her eyes on my knots (Money)
Two in the mornin' Who tryna bone
Who tryna joan (Train), crew made of stone
Racks after racks (Money), blunt after blunt (Jeffery)
c*nt after c*nt (b*tches), stunt after stunt
n*gga ye' ain't gotta ask, know I got them packs
Clients turn to rats, that's why I don't sell jack
[Verse 3: Bankroll Rico]
Okay, I walk in a bank, b*tch, my cup full of drank
When my nose get runny, b*tch, I got a Louie hank
We ain't pouring out the bottle, b*tch, we pouring out the pint
All these f*cking diamonds on me could've bought a f*cking Wraith
But I said f*ck that sh*t, I got a mil in the safe
For you n*ggas playing pus*y, b*tch, I'm coming where you lay
b*tch, I went to jail bundled out, got out clean slate
Told all my hoes don't come home if yee ain't got my cake (Money)
Bankroll Rico pimp ya f*ckin' bae
Took ya ho to the bay, she sellin' pus*y by the lake
All my hoes, yeah, they gettin' least ten thousand for a day
b*tch, they breakin' all you sugar daddies every damn day

[Verse 4: Idontknowjeffery]
Ass in my hand, flantasy Flan
Rope around your wrist, tan minivan
It's four thirty and I'm Dirty Dan
Unsanitary, bands hit the fan
n*gga, five in the AM, don't give a damn
Uh, here we go again, Red Bull and gin
n*gga gone like the wind, left with her friend
Never talked again, hundreds don't bend, n*gga

[Verse 5: Xavier Wulf]
He thought he could pull my b*tch, but uh-uh, I think not
There's a difference in my texture, my n*gga that you ain't got
He say that b*tch his lil' wifey but squad knew she a thot
I'ma tell you what I'm not about to do is sit and rot
Ayy, every day I pull up andalé without a damn delay
Hold up, wait, what the f*ck you say? We headed towards your way
Ridgeway, Kirby Parkway hit the Steak Escape
Yo' b*tch wanna set a date, I threw that sh*t the other way
[Verse 6: Bankroll Rico]
I threw that b*tch the other way I got b*tches on layaway
He say that she a runaway, she tryna make a one hundred K
She sellin' in my hideaway just pulled up in my driveway
I'ma send her outside through the f*ckin' walkway
Every day b*tch payday ain't gon' give a n*gga leeway?
All my hoes gon' keep on foreplay, she a suck it in a store way
b*tch, I'm high speed on the highway, blow her [championship?] on my way
Drop my hoe off in my stingray, b*tch, I pull up its a replay, b*tch

[Chorus: Idontknowjeffery]
Five on the dot, eyes on the twat
Eyes on a thot, her eyes on my knots (Money)
Two in the mornin' Who tryna bone
Who tryna joan (Train), crew made of stone
Racks after racks (Money), blunt after blunt (Jeffery)
c*nt after c*nt (b*tches), stunt after stunt
n*gga ye' ain't gotta ask, know I got them packs
Clients turn to rats, that's why I don't sell jack