5 Mill lyrics

by

Icewear Vezzo


[Intro]
Da Realest
Turn the beat up a little bit, whew
That's right, hm
Yeah, mm, yeah

[Verse]
Hop up out the ride with that big b*tch and get to trippin'
Police push up on me on, had to blitz it out the window
Get a n*gga dropped, fah-fah, we whacked the witness
Forgiatos match the blicky, threw my Bentley right on sixes, huh
Did a turn around and bust my Rollie, get new jewelry
My n*gga caught a case, they snatched the bond, he missed his hearing
The feds been in the hood for like two weeks, sh*t gettin' serious
.40 cal., I keep it near me, pop that pus*y n*gga cherry, huh
Ain't no in between, you either solid or you're fakin'
Hunnid on my necklace, I have stones to match the bracelet
Jump on 75 right off the road, f*ck her today sh*t
Ain't got time to hug and kiss, gon' suck my di*k, ho, I'm impatient
I'm a lean sippin' n*gga, Amiris on my son
Motivate the trenches, turn a sinner to a nun
Fetti takin' two, can get a brick for twenty-one
Hit the crib, we threw the guns, stuffed the blender by the tub, yeah
You hang around with n*ggas catching cases, hit the stand
Like how you look yourself up in the mirror as a man?
My OG told me, "Youngin, stack it up and keep a plan"
Don't let em' infiltrate you, hater and a rat go hand in hand
Keep that glizzy on me tight, skizzy for the white
Half these n*ggas pus*y with a di*k, so you a dyke
I got Diors every color, b*tch, we ain't doin' mics
Hunnid thousand on that n*gga, killed my baby it's on sight, yeah
f*ck them other n*ggas, we be in them trenches
I put twenty-fours on my new Wraith, it needs suspensions, yeah
Fifty thousand dollars on a pendant, this b*tch glisten
Up the F and N right on the lot and hit your engine
How a n*gga never gave you sh*t, feel like you owe 'em?
Got so many snakes up in my lawn, I need to mow it
How the f*ck a b*tch just slimed you out and f*cked your homies
Gave your name up to the feds? Better watch out, these b*tches bogus
I'm a pill-poppin' animal, KelTec toter
Thirty in my glizzy, hit your brain, leave your sh*t open
Calculate my steps and all my moves, yeah, I've been focused
Made five million off this music, f*ck these rappers, we ain't social
[Outro]
b*tch (Da Realest), hm
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