5O5 lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, c’mere

[Verse 1]
Wake up every day, get high (Get high)
Wake up every day, reload my fire (No cap)
Vamp from the ten with a Drac' and a .9 (No cap)
Fulton County police, they watchin', they spyin' (They spyin')
Step in that trap, it get scary, it’s 5O5
n*gga, they scary, they run from the dip, and they hidin' (They hidin')
They be tellin' and hidin' on the goddamn gang, know the f*ck n*ggas be lyin' (They lyin')
Huh, I be trippin', I be think you on one (On one)
If I got to I'll bust one, I'll pop out my cell and punch 'еm up (Hrrt)
This sh*t ain't love, this sh*t lust (Lust), I'll get off, leavе 'em in the dust (Dust)
Xanny bars, they got me creepin', I popped a opp last weekend
They scary as hell, they know I be with demons
I pulled out, she can’t have my semen
Her friend for the swoop, I couldn't even f*ck her neither
n*gga, he scary, I'll rob him at Neimans
I put the fire on 'em, he dead just like Meechie
Yeah, I had f*cked her too, yeah, that ho freaky
Yeah, and he told on us, yeah, that sh*t sickenin'
Yeah, but they know Lil' Glokk shoot that Glock different
Huh, I'm on X, they be X'd for a reason
Got no X, pop that X and stop breathin'
We'll run up on him, we got vampire fangs
I ain't never went out bad, never changed my name
Twenty twenty-one, n*gga had to walk through that rain
Don't play with me, boy, I got hella aim
I bring two Glocks like I'm Max Payne
They be actin' like they killers like Damon Wayans (Yeah)
They go back, talk to snitches, that sh*t a shame
Pop a Perc' and I think 'bout takin' chains (Yeah)
Pop a Xan' and they tellin' me, ''Take a chain''
Judge try to sit me down, 'cause I never change
Still be hard, I said the same thing (Hard)
b*tch off Xanny bars and cocaine (Eugh)
Put a di*k on the Glock, I extended it
They talkin' 'bout the damn gang, gave me leverage, b*tch
I done put a Draco, this b*tch heaven-sent (Draco)
And they watch me like show like I'm Malcolm X (Yeah)
Take his pay just like Flock in his last breath (Yeah)
And they want the smoke I be like, ''Bet'' (Yeah)
Money on my head, but I ain't die yet (Yeah, nah)
I'm tryna f*ck the b*tch, I grabbed that ho neck (Neck)
[Verse 2]
Know I get swifty, n*gga, on the police
GL4 and I walk in with that glizzy, I hope they don't notice me, huh
I f*ck her one night, take her overseas
''Can ya have some money?'' I'm like, "b*tch, please"
SRT, Scoot track, they can't f*ck with me, huh
I'm the baddest, stick got double D's
Fake war story, that sh*t make believe (Yeah)
I can't f*ck with you like I'm a gypsy
Ain't do nothin' for her, she still miss me (Cap)
Call up BabySolid, that's my mini me
I'm not African, but I be with beeds
Playin' with this sh*t, sh*t gettin' steep (Mobb)
Took his damn whip, hotbox Jeep
Broke on house arrest, and I hear the beep
If he play with me, know his ass tweak
Huh, beat his ass if his ass play with BL, huh
Hell nah, we don't take no L's
Huh, my face card good in jail
I'll go to hell before I go to jail
In this hotbox, I'm on they tail
Man, I'll go door locked, man, I don't care
We leave his ass shell-shocked with no hair
These n*ggas can't sit with us like a chair
In the woods with a stick on me like a bear
I mean, we gon' cook, homie, if he keep starin'
I keep two b*tches with me runnin' these errands
Chase him out the buildin', boy, that boy need air
Pull out your fire, n*gga, I double dare
This the ten laws, whoa, go to, I'll share
Vampires pop out, know it's nightmares
This BabyLife sh*t, but we won't play fair (BL)