Five, all of my hoes dimesBlack and yellow, Optimus PrimeWe don't do no nine to fiveBirkin yellow, Birkin limeYou ain't got to tell the shorty, know that she a bad bitchRide in that Brabus, they know that we havin'We poppin that cash shitI'm back in that mode, I'm back on my shitI'm back on the road, in back of that 'BachWith a kit on a stick, I'm back on these hoesReturning from dead, tell these niggas let's get itI don't let nobody drink my leanI don't let nobody hold my stickI don't let nobody drive my shitI already know I pop my shitI already know I hit me licksI already know lil bro my twinI already know I'm buyin' her skinsI already know that I already knowI already know that I'm holdin' a genShorty just hit me, she asked what I'm doin'And I told her I'm boolin', I'm on it againI got a drum on the. 308I got a burden on top of my heartI got a drop that ain't showin' up lateI got his name on his bullet that I done went stuffed in a KMy name, just stay the fuck out my faceChampionship it, the ringI got em on point like a beamI got that medical, part of my scheduleGot her on jiggaboo, back of the yellow coupeBitch better tell us if you got a cellTote on that hammer, pull up on the set and shootShe from atlanta, she know I got hella lootTold me she headed to go look for some baby foodFive, all of my hoes dimesBlack and yellow, Optimus PrimeWe don't do no nine to fiveBirkin yellow, Birkin limeYou ain't got to tell the shorty, know that she a bad bitchRide in that Brabus, they know that we havin'We poppin that cash shitI'm poppin that cash shitI'm poppin that cash shitI'm poppin that cash shitI'm poppin that cash shitBaby, I'm a rich niggaI'm poppin that cash shitShe poppin this cash shitShe poppin that cash shitShe poppin her shit
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Five, all of my hoes dimes
Black and yellow, Optimus Prime
We don't do no nine to five
Birkin yellow, Birkin lime
You ain't got to tell the shorty, know that she a bad bitch
Ride in that Brabus, they know that we havin'
We poppin that cash shit
I'm back in that mode, I'm back on my shit
I'm back on the road, in back of that 'Bach
With a kit on a stick, I'm back on these hoes
Returning from dead, tell these niggas let's get it
I don't let nobody drink my lean
I don't let nobody hold my stick
I don't let nobody drive my shit
I already know I pop my shit
I already know I hit me licks
I already know lil bro my twin
I already know I'm buyin' her skins
I already know that I already know
I already know that I'm holdin' a gen
Shorty just hit me, she asked what I'm doin'
And I told her I'm boolin', I'm on it again
I got a drum on the. 308
I got a burden on top of my heart
I got a drop that ain't showin' up late
I got his name on his bullet that I done went stuffed in a K
My name, just stay the fuck out my face
Championship it, the ring
I got em on point like a beam
I got that medical, part of my schedule
Got her on jiggaboo, back of the yellow coupe
Bitch better tell us if you got a cell
Tote on that hammer, pull up on the set and shoot
She from atlanta, she know I got hella loot
Told me she headed to go look for some baby food
Five, all of my hoes dimes
Black and yellow, Optimus Prime
We don't do no nine to five
Birkin yellow, Birkin lime
You ain't got to tell the shorty, know that she a bad bitch
Ride in that Brabus, they know that we havin'
We poppin that cash shit
I'm poppin that cash shit
I'm poppin that cash shit
I'm poppin that cash shit
I'm poppin that cash shit
Baby, I'm a rich nigga
I'm poppin that cash shit
She poppin this cash shit
She poppin that cash shit
She poppin her shit
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