​kaveman 5

Lyrics

[Intro] What you tryna do, nigga? (Look how much men in midfield!!!) What you tryna do, nigga? Yeah, on five [Verse] I got that stick in the trap, I'm not tryna go out sad That bitch ain't on shit, nigga, we smokin' on yo' fuckin' dad You tryna tell me 'bout a Glock I already fuckin' had We in the field, nigga, but we don't fucking pull out flags I'm not a snitch, you can't try me like I'm DJ VLAD Hunnid' round drum, we slide on 'em like handicap Hunnid' round drum, man, you know that we ending that We from the slum's, we don't fuck with no fuckin' rat 44 the gang, man, you know we don't tic for tac Top shooter, man, he caught him a couple hats I had the fifty round drum with a baseball bat Beam on his head, the size of a beanie hat [Bridge] Gang, BITCH (Gang) FUCK (Bitch, on gang) [Verse 2] Yeah, it's TUCKED Yeah, I'on give a FUCK, yeah Call Smoke with that Glock, you bеtter DUCK, yeah Stop telling mе, "Stop yelling", I'on give a FUCK, yeah Yeah, I'm catching plays, set, hut, nigga I'ma take flight like I'm Dutt, nigga That AR-15 hit his gut, nigga Bad bitch with a bubble butt, nigga We pop out with that Glock 23 Bitch, we got lit, nigga, it's on me That nigga too sweet, he get smoked like tree [Outro] Yeah (What you think of that, huh?) Gang (What you think, I'm a FUCKING worm like you?) Smoke, smoke, nigga Yeah, I see you in that 'jay, bet' tote, nigga On gang, HRRRRR Yeah, I'm off On five