Wanting a fade, we can run it. School saying Gfive ain't finna do it (say what?)

Ain't scared of nothing, yeah, we can go do it

All you doing is dick-sucking, boy (boop boop)

Talking on me, should've stayed in your place (say what?)

5, yeah, we finna go do it

Rocking Balenci all over my kicks (go, go, go, go)

More chaos with the hoes in the back

Talking on me, you gonna get your ass smacked

T-t-throw up the 5, yeah, bitch, just like that

Why is Fabio talking smack? (yeah, yeah)

Counting these bands, yeah, bitch, I'ma drop top (woah)

T-t-talk on the 5, you gonna get your ass head-tapped (let's go)

Rocking this Chrome, yeah, bitch, I be flashing (go)

Got this slime thick calling me daddy (go, go, go)

She want me to come over and just hit from the back (let's go)

When I'm counting these bands, yeah, bitch, it be racks (say what?)

R-r-ratchet hoe tryna throw up the five

Jaguar hoe keep hitting my line (go)

I-I-I don't spend money on chains, yeah, that's pointless metal (woah)

But it's still rocks, yeah, ain't no pebbles (go, go, go)

Don't get it twisted, I'm a real-deal rebel (say what?)

Hop in the truck, yeah, throw up the five

Got this bitch tryna hit my line (woo-hoo)

Rocking Dior, yeah, bitch, I'm in Chrome (go)

Diamonds on me, bitch, I feel like a pro (let's go)

Talking on me, better pray for your soul (say what?)

Saying you heard, yeah, boy, you ain't nothing (yeah, yeah)

Talking on me, but you ain't doing nothing (woah)

Me scared of you, boy? Yeah, that's a lie

I get more racks and I get more hoes

Throw up the five (go) Yeah, throw up the five (go)

Throw up the five (go) Yeah, throw up the five (go)

Throw up the five (go) Yeah throw up the five (go) throw up the five (go)