cinco (feat. MIDKNXGHT, Eazy, Leaks, Quincy VSN)
Eliggah
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I know some niggas that's following trends We pull up with niggas that came from the ends We swinging those blades cause we aim for your neck We don't f*ck with rats, we don't talk to feds We stack up our bread, we after the cheese The flows be sickly, I swear we diseased We got some bad bitches that swallow the team We kick them hoes out so they back on the streets Rocking designer, that Jun Takahashi Fly undercover while sippin' that sake Need my shit ASAP, start swingin' like Rocky That bitch called me Joe, cause I'm doin' hoes sloppy You moving too shady, I won't even trip You chasing a bag that I'm tryna flip I'll never be sharing the dip for the chips We chasin' the bread 'til all of us rich Uh, I want the crown, I want the head that is wearin' it now I want my kush delivered by the pound I want my guap in offshore accounts I want a trail of bodies at my throne I want blood splattered all on my VLONE's I want an empress when I'm alone I want a press kit at all my shows I need it all, lot on my plate and I'm eating it all Whores on their knees and they eatin' it raw I need an Isis to buy gifts with I need devices on my wrist bitch I need to cash out on my tickets I need a reason just to risk it, I need a shot I need a plot, I need the dot I needed God when life was on the rocks And my moms and my pops wasn't helping with nothing I needed rhymes when I was off the rocks And my dawgs and these thots started helping me puff it Now y'all need God to stop me when I'm on one Couldn't be me getting guap up from Thompsons Know some machete holders, rip out tonsils Young guns holdin' straps like utensils Young king with a pad and a pencil Young god with my hand on your mental Prodigy, know my mind is my temple Shook ones standin' behind a weapon Give it all just to rewind some seconds 'Fore the times they was snatchin' yo necklace Get overzealous over your lettuce We leavin' you breathless, pockets anorexic Eazy the shit Eazy been breaking trends since a kid Eazy move continents and not the bricks Samurai shit, chop it up with your bitch Yeah, medusa my genes See me and then freeze Real fucking life, never the schemes Leaks clip 'em twice, bet he don't breathe Wake 'em up dead, he's thinks it a dream Or a delusion, watch your step, you might jump to conclusions Thought I loved you? Man Bitch is you stupid? Ha The question rhetorical Sight of an oracle There's no comparison Shit is embarrassing, yeah Ignoring you lames Your bitch hold my vine while she feedin' me grapes Camo all over, she lovin' my bape We runnin' the shit that the government ain't But lemme just chill and relax Before I spaz out and relapse Back to the old me Dominate the game like Wallace in '03 Air is thin up here, I'm catchin a nose bleed, Put on a jacket, the city's a cold scene Makin' the call that be settin' your soul free Niggas know me as 007 Jesus don't let me send niggas to heaven Have your momma shedding tears to the reverend As a youngin' on the block I was sellin' Fourteen, walking 'round with a Wesson Try and rob me, I will teach you a lesson Going back to back like 9/11 Side bag still ain't empty, don't ask me no questions Me and Eliggah got Oni and Kira But me and ZZ just purchased a new heater I wanna buy mansions with cars and home theaters I used to re rock but now I whip it sweeter On the block, east and west, where I'm sellin' Send me the addy, I'll be there in seven Give you eleven shots from the glock fifteen Its nickname is Kevin I'm running it up, I got all the bands Soon to have millions tucked in the back The bitch hit me up, said don't tell her man You niggas are tripping, you're stuck in the past We hop in the studio, then the G class F*ck where you're headed, it's not in my plans She's moving like denim, she's all in my pants, yeah But f*ck what you niggas are talking Niggas don't want it, I keep it a hundred Stretching my pocket, why are you watching Like time isn't tocking, this money been talking Conversations with Benjamin All this shit, I can't handle it Young nigga, a champion, Lately, I ain't really havin' it, yeah Got your bitch on the mattress Got 3 hoes, that's a hat trick They flexible like gymnastics Got a bad bitch doing backflips Moving just like a savage I'm causing all of this havoc Turning this into a habit I have been breaking it down Sending it out, I'm comin' up now I move unannounced, I come and astound We runnin' it now Don't act like you know who I was Way before all of the buzz, you're not one of us This money I trust That's why I been making it flip, this life is a trip I'm back on my shit
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Written by: Elijah Pereira, Elijah Perez, Jaylen Simm-Taylor, Lucas Gregory, Rafael Lazo
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