Lyrics Fox 5 (feat. Gunna) - Gunna , Lil Keed

Let′s go, Mario
R5 in the f-- building
Show some respect
Kick them folks out the spot, slime
She still talkin'? (No)
Oh, okay

Free H--, it was just a h--, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a b--rob ′em, know we'll -, thinkin' he gon′ take mine
Know I′m ballin' on a b--, and I pass his h-- like it′s Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, 'cause I′ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my b--, she f-- on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, opp pack in the Royce

I′m with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to, his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these n-- tap out
Rich n--, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you n-- tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don′t go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don′t go to FOX 5

Yeah, we ain't goin′ on FOX 5 (FOX 5)
Don't make me call the maybe call the clock stopper (Clock stopper)
Ah, pretty lil′ vibe, sk-- in her eye
Nickname jaw locker (Nickname jaw locker)
Feel like I glide, I been gettin' high
N--, I′m a pill popper
We got ten hundred-round choppers (Nah)
Heard you was a j--, used to steal copper (Nah)

Pull up, whip game proper
Money get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker (Cake like Betty Crocker)
Uh, beatin' through your bae, stalkers, I know every day robbers
Gotta keep a door stopper (Gotta keep a door stopper)
Yeah, I be gettin' more llama, Gunna, he a role model
And his b-- a headhunter (And his b-- a headhunter)
Billions just like Ted Turner gotta keep a real burner
Never been a store runner (Never been a store runner)

These bitches yell, "Go, Gunna" (Go, Gunna)
You gotta be your own boss, uh (Own boss)
Dressed like a showoff, go and get it, don′t talk
Let the money rub off (Let the money rub off)
Nah, these n-- gettin′ cut off, this is not a love lost
We'll never do soft (We′ll never do soft)
You too soft (Too soft)
Free all my n--, gotta prison walk (Free the gang)

Free H--, it was just a h--, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a b-- rob 'em, know we′ll -, thinkin' he gon′ take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a b--, and I pass his h-- like it′s Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, ′cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil′ boy, my b--, she f-- on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, opp pack in the Royce

I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to, his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these n-- tap out

Hundred round drum on your boy, and we just hopped out a Royce
We pullin′ up with a silencer, no, they ain't makin′ noise
Pink shirt, man, I had to peppermint it
Yeah, I send a big blitz, yeah, I had to go and end it
Go and drop the f-- pin, we'll pull up in a minute
Yeah, I know the Lord mad at me 'cause a n-- sinnin′

I ain′t talkin' m-- testin′ Ray J
Man, I come out that Wraith just with m-- bangers
I let that cutter hit every angle, I come out that back, whips like I'm Django
What the f-- a p-- boy had said?
I don′t know, he ain't speakin′ sign language
And I just left town with ten, pockets on top, n--
No time to count us (Say what?)

Free H--, it was just a h--, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a b-- rob 'em, know we'll -, thinkin′ he gon′ take mine
Know I'm ballin′ on a b--, and I pass his h-- like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, ′cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil′ boy, my b--, she f-- on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, opp pack in the Royce

I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to, lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these n-- tap out
Rich n--, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you n-- tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we don′t go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don′t go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don't go to FOX 5