Five % (feat. BLINDwheelchair) [Draft]

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Lex Cartier

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Dallas to Vegas I'm whipping it fast
(Whipping it fast as shit)
I'm going a hundred and fifty
I'm doing the dash
Yeah
(Check your bitch)
Shorty right up in that passenger
Clutching the bag
(Range got five percent)
I'm bout to hit the casino
And double the racks
(Oh)
Whipping the five percent
Whipping the five
Got five on it
Whipping the five percent
Whipping the five
Got five on it
Whipping the five percent
Whipping the five
Got five on it
Whipping the five percent
Whipping the five
Got five
Jump off the ship with your bitch
Titanic, I'm diving in it
I'm on the Harley's and shit
She ride me like Harley's and grip
She the Harley to my prince
(Mm-mm-mm)
I might just drop all the hoes off
They love me like my name is Sosa
Yeah
Like my name is Sosa
My name is Sosa
I keep a drake with a?
I said?
I'm holding you down,
I'm holding you down
That's why I'm keeping you around, yeah
Yeah, in the AM
I keep a drake, I'm not staying?
Staying down, come in the bank, yeah
I keep it big, yeah
I keep it same, yeah I keep it holding it down
That's why I'm keeping you around
Yeah
Dallas to Vegas I'm whipping it fast
(Whipping it fast as shit)
I'm going a hundred and fifty
I'm doing the dash
Yeah
(Check your bitch)
Shorty right up in that passenger
Clutching the bag
(Range got five percent)
I'm bout to hit the casino
And double the racks
(Oh)
Whipping the five percent
Whipping the five
Got five on it
Whipping the five percent
Whipping the five
Got five on it
Whipping the five percent
Whipping the five
Got five on it
Whipping the five percent
Whipping the five
Got five
Dallas to Vegas I'm whipping it fast
(Whipping it fast as shit)
I'm going a hundred and fifty
I'm doing the dash
Yeah
(Check your bitch)
Shorty right up in that passenger
Clutching the bag
(Range got five percent)
I'm bout to hit the casino
And double the racks
(Oh)
Racks, racks
(Whipping it fast as shit)
(Doin' the dash yeah)
Check your bitch
(Range got five percent)
Double the, double the racks (Oh)
(Rack, racks, oh)
Five percent
(Whipping it fast as shit)
(Doin' the dash)
I'm whipping it
Whipping the five percent
I'm getting high with my friends
They about to slide in a benz
Slide in a bimmer
I'm flyin again
I got a heart of chrome
But I'm looking for the pot of gold
She wanted it but I gotta go
Go
Go
I gotta hold back myself when I meet you
Put up a persona
And stuff down my feelings
I just wanna kick it with you
Know I'm tired today
I'm a young boy, I'm outside today
Just smoked a pound of the kush
You can tell by my breath
And my fingers
The smoke keep on lingering
Yah
Don't tell mama that I cried today

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