Текст песни 5 on the Dot (feat. Xavier Wulf & Bankroll Rico) - Xavier Wulf , Idontknowjeffery , Bankroll Rico

After hours, nigga
Late night creep, nigga
Better get ya motherfucking weight up, nigga
We finna go play with them hoes
Money 17

Boy how much you really making cut the shit and stop the faking
Bake a nigga now he bacon, scrambled eggs we breakfast making
All these niggas think they Satan save it nigga why you playing
He look dead look how he laying, switch the subject fuck it man
Pull up doing the best I can intelligence is dominant
Every time I smoke a blunt I reminisce my innocence
Nowadays I flip and break a fit a little bit too quick
I tried to be more rationale but my pride ain′t having it
I don't know what else to do you come for me I fear for you
Fuck him, her and you and you I give no fuck bout any fool
Look at you, you dressed in jewels but what you bring is silly dude
Imma keep it real and true but know your place and keep it cool

5 on the dot
Eyes on the twat
Eyes on a thot
Her eyes on my knots (money)
Two in the mornin′ Who tryna bone
Who tryna joan (train)
Crew made of stone
Racks after racks (money)
Blunt after blunt (Jeffery)
Cunt after cunt (bitches)
Stunt after stunt
Nigga yee ain't gotta ask
Know I got them packs
Clients turn to rats thats why I don't sell jack