Forever 55

Fivever 55

(Rado)

A **** had to damn near make an M to get his K to work

Knowin' that they in there, they hope bro don't show his paperwork

Knowin' that they in there, they just hope that bro don't shank 'em first

Load up all our— and get 'em gone, that's what the apes prefer

Blowed as hell, thinkin' to myself like I hate the world

Know I'm ballin', my LA hoes be on me just like Laker girls

Nuk be always comin' with his strap just like he Michael Kors

Everywhere, I got a hundred rounds 'cause they say life too short

Livin' fast, I know you wish your homie died slow

****, I'd wish all the opps was dead if I had a **** like Cosmo

Even with a blindfold, I can hit a **** like a high note

You ever heard that fully K? Sound like a lawnmower

Man, I don't work out, I run it up, hit the mall, and spend them bands

In the mall jackin' bad, strap fallin' down my pants

Like bro recycling or somethin', he be runnin' through them BINs

Like I'm rehearsin' with the Draco, finna play this bitch again

Told all my 5 **** that they ain't alone

Pew-pew, pah-pah-pah-pah, that's my favorite song

We sent a **** to the Himalayas, he can blame Jerome

Told my hoes I be in O-Dot like it's my only home

They knowin' that my **** ruthless, they gave my homies gnats

I be hoppin' out with .223s like that's my only strap

Brodie servin' **** Foogiano, but don't wanna rap

I can be the reason that they gone and give they homies daps

****, no mercy for the opps, we killin' all of them

Out on bond, same day they let me out, I got another blick

That shit be serious when the judge give you life to your face, ****, she mean it

****, free my **** Sweats, they gave him twelve, he couldn't believe it

And we still be in the hood bustin' them guns, we some demons

She gave me neck and her number, but I ain't need it, finna delete it

I'm finna bend a drill, shit, I ain't talkin' 'bout no pill

Bend the corner, drill a ****, we be really in that field (Ayy)

I feel like hoopin', how 'bout we have a ball game?

Call the chopper a cutter, this bitch'll give you a bald fade

Man, you don't wanna get caught slippin', we endin' **** like Game

Like Dame, it be over when we get to doin' our thing, ****

Shit, that dog had me always skippin' school, I was like Ferris

Heard the opps repeatin' everything I say, them **** parrots

We ain't even into jumpin' **** no more, boy, we'll air it

9/11, but nothin' like the car, my **** terrorists

They my—

They my pistol-poppin' ****, boy, they rare

And the opps know we'll blow it broad day, that's why they scared

I got a bitch that try to suck me all day like she don't care

Got a bitch that suck me all day like she don't give a fuck

I would try to get off with my opps, but they don't live enough

I know they want me bad, they wanna pin me up

Treat the opps' cars just like the Joker, they get riddled up