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FIVE
18
Hip-Hop/Rap
FIVE was released on August 8, 2025 by Whole Lotta Racks Ent. / 808 Mafia West as a part of the album WHOLE LOTTA 808
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Release DateAugust 8, 2025
LabelWhole Lotta Racks Ent. / 808 Mafia West
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saiah Woes
Saiah Woes
Vocals
Southside
Southside
Vocals
808 Mafia
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Woodard
Isaiah Woodard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Saiah Woes
Saiah Woes
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Woo, yeah, let's go (Woah-woah)
Patek cost me two-fifty, pull up, no roof in it (No roof, no roof)
Really gettin' to a bag, baby, they payin' us like hoop winnings (Let's go)
She ain't put one tooth in it, I don't cop what you spendin'
She squirt on my new linen, pussy wet, got a pool in it (It got a pool in it)
Yeah (Ayy), ain't nothin' to change my ways a lil', I don't wear diamonds and APs
Somebody lose they life like every time them **** play with me (Let's go)
There ain't no way to stop this shit, forever, I'm flexin', ho
And I'll admit, most of these rappers really questionable (Yeah, bitch)
A fun fact about your bitch, that bitch that flexible (Yeah, flexible)
And I don't do no FaceTime, bitch, I'm only textable (Only text)
I'm startin' to get so rich, I think I'm unarrestable (Okay)
For sure, she mine, just know that none of my hoes is pressable
Ayy, none of my hoes is pressable (Nah, ayy)
Yeah, none of my hoes is pressable (Hey, hey)
I can't go against the grain, ****, that's the principle (That's the principle)
Switch and swervin' through the lanes, I'm off a four or two (Yeah)
Bitch love cocaine, that's all she love to do (Ayy)
I been rappin' all day like I got rent that's due (Yeah)
Yeah, we been trappin' all day and we gotta get it in (We get it in)
I know them bitches backstage, but I ain't let 'em in (Nah)
I got thots in the J's and they all official (They all official)
The city is just not safe, that's why I keep a pistol (Fft)
Gotta keep one in the head (In the head)
Feel like Vert, all my friends are dead (All y'all is dead)
I'm off this earth with all expensive meds (All expensive meds)
I told the bitch I want the neck, you can close your legs (Ayy)
Rollin' through this money, it's hunnids on the bed (It's hunnids on the bed)
Look how you got your lil' bag, I heard what you said (Ayy)
I got water straight from Johnny, it's all wet (It's all wet)
The coupe black and white, really, it's all red (Ayy)
Written by: Isaiah Woodard
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