5th Season

Lyrics

[Intro] (Green light) Turn his whip in— Yeah, okay [Chorus] Turn his whip into a double cup, we left it leanin' I cannot squash a thing, I gotta get even I am not no fuckin' rookie, this my fifth season Pulled baby leggings down, she already leakin' My nigga bitch tryna fuck, please stop temptin' me In the lab cookin' up like I love chemistry Please don't be alarmed, that's just for the enemy Chopper spit like triple H and slime you like the pedigree, okay [Verse] Ice got me stuffy, probably why she blew me like a nose (Shit) Froze up when you seen the Glock and made him strike a pose TrDee like the gym teacher, made her touch her toes (Ayy) Bald head bitch wanna fuck, she look like Amber Rose (Come here) He caught a couple bullets, sent him to the upper room My nigga trippin', he be slidin' while he off a shroom Smokin' sixty dollar eighthies, this exotic fume (Shit) We up four on the opps, somebody get the broom (Four, lame) (Let's go) Gang like the Bulls back in '96 Shooter got butter fingers, always droppin' shit I might hit her off the lick, show her how I get (Come here) I ain't worried 'bout nobody, niggas not on shit (They not) Watch how you talk to me, bitch, I am not a scrub (I swear) I'm addicted to the money, it's my favorite drug (I need it) I feel like Aladdin on this thousand dollar rug (Shit) You know you gotta take a L before you get the dub You know you gotta suck it first before I put it in If he survive the first blitz, he gettin' hit again If we catch you with them niggas, gotta take you, too Let my mans have it, fuck around and throw the [?] Drac' hit his ass, had him flippin' like gymnastics Why you got that gun? You not cut to even blast it I ain't even want her, John Stockton, had to pass it Thick bad bitch stay out in Dallas like a Maverick Stay out the way in your lane, that's what I be on She was braggin' to her friend, now she wanna tag along He ain't make it to the spittle, heard they hit him in his dome You don't even pay a single bill, boy, you not fuckin' grown [Chorus] Turn his whip into a double cup, we left it leanin' I cannot squash a thing, I gotta get even I am not no fuckin' rookie, this my fifth season Pulled baby leggings down, she already leakin' My nigga bitch tryna fuck, please stop temptin' me In the lab cookin' up like I love chemistry Please don't be alarmed, that's just for the enemy Chopper spit like triple H and slime you like the pedigree, okay (Slime your ass)