5ive (feat. 84Smoke & 1BigSak) Video (MV)

Yo, money, who that is
Yeah
I ain't gon' lie I'm on some real big bad shit
Yeah
Okay, uh, yeah
Okay, uh
Ayy, off the rip 84 Saklife
Bitch we the hottest
Ayy, ten mil in my hand
Wop got A.R.P., how we rockin'
Kick shit like it's soccer
We flip turn hoes into boppers
Turned a good girl to a slut
Like it's habachi, I'm gon' chop her
Yeah
Then come back in with that chopper
This bitch here a body rock em'
This bitch here a body drop em'
Lil' hoe super nasty with the head
She make show that it's sloppy
Pop him like a Roxy
Head tap, dropped em

Yeah, yeah
Ayy, head tap, yeah, they blitzed him
Ayy, and I'm havin' motion
He go long, I bet I get him
Ayy, yeah I'm smokin' strong
She get me dome all in the rental
Ayy, forgot it's presidential
I couldn't even roll down the window
Ayy, we spankin' shit, no accidental
Nigga really hoes, I swear to God, boy, I don't feel em
Ayy, I don't really speak on shit
We wrap shit up and grill him
Draco with banana clips they bent the block and peeled em
Ayy, niggas always talkin' put your team on,
I got racks, look like I got thigh pads
With these jeans on
Ayy, bro just did the race
This ain't speed zone
Pull out extra fast, I hit the gas
This bitch in speed mode
Ayy, bro, talking 'bout a play
I'm on what he on
Looked him in the face, could tell he bitch
He broke the G-code
Ayy, and I'm way too playa to f*ck with cheap hoes
Ayy, Bitch, I want my chips like some Doritos

Bitch we them niggas, don't risk your life boy
Don't you know I'm rollin' with gorillas
Pussy den caught a body
Now his gang hollering killa
Socializin' over insta, stupid nigga,
Richkid then stepped out
Ho, take a picture
Funny how that was your man
But now he locked and you don't miss him
Post him on the gram
But won't give him no money for essentials
Rich kid, what be the issue
These niggas ain't official
I'm quiet as a mouse
But I'll blow it like a whistle
Me and smoke up in this bitch
I say it every time
Feelin' like my daddy
I'ma make a bitch respect my mind
I ain't dropp in bout a year
But, bitch, I'm back up on my grind
Watch, it's gon' pay off
When a nigga neck and wrists all up on shine
F*ck with somethin', it's gon' be shitbags
And bloodshed for repercussions
Can't trust a hoe for nothin
Thuwop with me, he gon' bust it
Time winding down like it's football
Bitch, we gon' rush it
Rich kid clutchin', I ain't pussy
I use my mask
These niggas livin' in disguise
Tender dick on they ass
Whodie ya sad I can't put no bitch before the bag
I ain't sweet like smoothie
No cooties pussy nigga trash
On five rollin' bad
This might just be my last
Don't you think about your pistol
It won't save you from a killin
Ain't no man in the middle
When we spinnin' in the rental
Every time a nigga play another
Soul go to a sinner
In the night or in the day
Your bound to meet your maker quicker
Ayy, niggas always talkin' tough
We gon' get them gone
Ayy, ARP, hold 60 rounds
We gon' count them down