YTL Gangis - 5 Hour Drive (feat. YTL 5ive) Lyrics

Yeah we done really took 5 hour drive
5 hours back with 5 at a time
Trap Lord
I ran it up off the flick of the wrist
You want the recipe do it like this
Brick and a blinder some acitone mix it
Compress and reship it put 1 on a 6
Ain't got my money I'm taking your bitch
Shit will get ugly just pay my shit
I had to hustle you lazy as shit
My niggas trapping like the 80's and shit
My niggas trap any weather tell me what's heavier
50 pound rock or a 50 pound feather
5ive got the Glock I just got the new beretta fahhh
YTL bitch we like Jordan and Scotty
She bumping Sexy Redd while she one top me
He bump his gums then I'm catching a body
I call up Seven he ride with the shotty
I'm riding shotty beside him the shotty beside me
I want a nigga to try me
I want a nigga act stupid I up it I'm shooting
I'm trigger happy bitch I'm smiling
I never made not a dollar from rhyming
Stuck in the trap I was scheming and plotting
Snuck in my gat being strapped ain't a option
You want some work you can call me I got it
I done sold all the narcotics
He got exposed why he fold like a wallet
No I don't know why he told to be honest
I keep the heat like I'm Mario Chalmers
Clutching my gun while them people be watching
I got some people that need me to profit
Got some blue notes that's stuck in my pocket
5 hour drive where you want me to drop it
5 hour drive
Yeah we done really took 5 hour drive
5 hours back with 5 at a time
And 5% tint on the whip I ain't lien
I took some loses but no I ain't crying
They threw some crosses so they started dien
They sent all them message I wasn't replying
They know if I catch him I'm upping this iron
I had to go out aint get what was mine
I know they gone to be sick when I sign
Stay with a stick yeah we got every kind
And you will get hit with this bitch Barry Bonds
Trap Lord we be supplying
No 49'ers but I got a 40 and 9
I be with them all time
If I get caught
Then the judge she gone give me some time
I just be looking for signs
Don't trust the bitches I read through the lines
I had to go get some get back for mine
We spent his block put that shit on rewind
Lot of these niggas ain't even inclined
Bitch I just get in the whip and recline
Gone off the jiggas I'm losing my mind
Too many guns I don't know if this mines
To many straps
Niggas be snitching it's too many rats
Two thousand pills took a while to cap
Bitch I'm a pimp and my gun is a mac
Walk with a limp im the one that's a fact
I won't trip bout no bitch you can come get her back
I got H you can sniff it if you f*ck with that
Or just sell it for triple I teach you to trap
I teach you to trap
Flip it and flop it hard or soft
Dope on the 3 and he nodding off
They get in beef and they call the law
We 50 deep and we all involved
Rap to your bitch like Kahwi I'm the claw
I get you clipped like I'm Harden
These niggas just talking I really don't like them at all
Locked up i sharpened my knife on the wall
Slept with that bitch in my sock
Got a bitch with a Glock pay attention I'm hot
I pull up hop out that car with a rod
And naw you think I'm fishing I'm not
From 56 I sold nicks at the shop
Rest in peace to Lil Nick he was itching to pop
Mite take a hit you be missing your top
And it make me no sense if it make me no gwap
Aye I just been saving a lot
Got the best dope so it's taking a lot
Head to the floor he rocking Cristian Dior
But he Muslim he making salat
I'm never chasing a thot I'm allergic
I came up from serving and scraping the pot
All of that hating should stop it ain't working
In jail I was hurting they left me rot
Had to get all of the extras
He YTL he a trapper or stepper
Them niggas cool but no cappin we better
Stacking this cheddar dien about them 3 letters
Had to get all of the extras
He YTL he a trapper or stepper
Them niggas cool but no cappin we better
Stacking this cheddar dien about them 3 letters