Fifth Day Dead

Yeah, ooh no no no
Yeah
Yeah, ooh no
Tell me
Oooh no
Say, ooh no
Moncler coat 'cause I’m the coldest out
I had 20 thousand, ceiling drought
Tore your bitch in the corner, me and the dogs gettin' after her
Got twenty-seven colors, this Versace couch
I got it from Birdman, out of his Miami spot
I told the bitch don’t call me, she a Miami thot
They hate to see you racking, big gold Patek’s rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist, it’s like my main bitch told
I caught a cop out for the Benz, that winter was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots to recess for all my kids in the back
Playground school full of teachers askin' why I love 'em brats
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
, I told the feds
Fuck all the opps,
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin on Wock this ain’t no red
Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
High heel Chanel, oh she rockin' big aces
A pussy nigga wish he could trade places
I told a nigga «You must be kidding, I’m goin' Maison»
I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
150 for my tooth and when I find hoes
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pinecone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home
I be countin' money all night long
And to my dogs who can’t fall off no more
I used to walk down, buyin' out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a barbie
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
, I told the feds
Fuck all the opps,
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him, bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin on Wock this ain’t no red