Five Six

How can I make you happy?

Five, five hundred horses in my engine
Six, six bitches all ridin' wit' me, uh
Seven, seven times that I flew out to hit her
Stric-strictly for my riders, for my hitters, yeah

I got 43-hundred bitches, all of them talk shit and they expensive
Bitches violate back while I'm shiftin', I put the GLK on a mission
Took a IQ test, scored a million
Yell at my bitch, but she don't see the vision
Got to give her a line and two periods
I could turn anything in ten minutes

Y'all niggas podcast, all talk
I'm 'bout to monetize where y'all walk
Pups can't come 'round me, all bark
'Cause I'm finna show my fangs off
I ain't tryin' to hear that fuck shit at all
My ears gifted, Vincent van Gogh
I hit her twice, stop, and then I'm gone
Like I'm tryin' to turn a laptop on

Y'all hit a lapdog wherever y'all rollin'
Your bitch car, the last car that you drove
Your last case, the last time you told
So I don't wanna hear you put it on bro
How you gon' lie on your mans for a dub?
How you gon' hate from outside the club?
I put your bitch outside where you was
I can see why y'all two fell in love

I turned out to be what I was planning
You turned out better as a mechanic
I done turned three hos down in one sentence
Then hit all three, ooh, the plot thickens
Ain't no nigga living how I'm living
Unbarred, uncensored, unrestricted
I passed a bar of Xan' in five minutes
And we did it wit' sticks, pill poppin' legend
Let's go

Five, five hundred horses in my engine
Six, six bitches all ridin' wit' me, uh
Seven, seven times that I flew out to hit her
Stric-strictly for my riders, for my hitters, yeah
I, I done took 'bout three hos out the trenches
My, my bitch still on me 'cause I'm the realest
Blind, make sure they can't see whenever I'm steppin'
Got a fine, they ain't tow your car they towed your rental, let's go