PUNCH ME IN 5

Yes sir (Yes sir)

Uh, stupid (Coach 41)

It's Coach 41 (Billion Dollar Baby Entertainment)

Big Stunna (Rich)

(Firzt back like he left or somethin')

She throw that ass back like a flea-flicker (Thot, thot)

Young rich ****, ho, I ain't no ass kisser (Uh)

You know I'm havin' that bag (You know I'm havin' that bag)

Havin' my shorties come get on your ass (Come here)

We strapped and ready to clash

What's beef? We get it, gon' fast, **** (Uh)

She keep askin' 'bout my past

I told that bitch, "I'm nothin' like your last ****" (Move)

She a big ole freak like Megan Thee Stallion (Wow)

I'm tryna beat her down (Beat her down), uh

Lil' bitch said she diggin' my style, she ain't been with a G like me in a while

I know you hear me 'cause I'm smokin' loud (Gas)

My neighbors beggin' me to turn it down (Uh)

It's smoke, let's go, don't give me a run-around

Lil' ****, I ride with a hunnid rounds (Brr)

Big speaker like Bagg, big stepper like Gates

If I said the word, he get put on a plate (Uh-huh)

Got beef with me, **** walkin' with faith

They might think I'm Wayne 'cause I rock out with Drake

All bark, no bite, boy, you just in the way

Wet opps on sight, boy, I ain't finna play with no ****

I suggest you to play with your bae (On gang)

Shoot on me and I'm swingin' the K (Grrah)

Like I play in the Major League

I done had every gun from A to Z (Yeah)

Bitch boy, don't play with me

Killers to my left and right, they stay with me

This G-L-O-C-K with me (Yeah)

Say he gon' rob me, that's make-believe (Huh?)

My lil' **** up that bitch faithfully

Nut in your bitch face and fuck up her Maybelline

We rock out shows, I got 'em sold out (Yes sir)

I got the city sewed up, we hit your block then skate like Roll Bounce (Let's go)

We pop out, I go where I want, it's never unannounced

He movin' wrong, we gun 'em down (Bop)

Play tough, do that from the underground

She blushin', she say she crushin' (Thot, thot)

She love it when I come around (Uh, ooh, uh)

I'm hittin' this ho from the back

What you hear? A punchin' sound (Uh, uh)

She runnin' I think she can't handle me (Uh)

Ho, you know I feel like a animal

Hope you know I could smoke your **** like he cannabis

This big 4-0 on my waist right now

So I can't do no dancin' (I can't)

This stick my ho, we romantic (Uh)

Put a scope on that bitch, it look fancy (Bop, bop)

I blew like a bomb landed (Yeah)

Lil' freak like you eye candy (Okay)

My boy sniffs the iCarly (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm a villain like Charles Manson (I swear), on fire

Y'all panic (Ha), you **** ain't steppin', they jaw rammin'

Ain't no cappin', this shit is too authentic (No cap)

Knew I would win 'cause I put my heart in it (Yeah uh)

And that's a Fendi fact (Yeah), I go broke, I run up on you like gimme that (Yeah, yeah)

Got a stick with a stick attached to it

**** play and I'm givin' that to him

She throw that ass back like a flea-flicker

Rich ****, ho, I ain't no ass kisser

She like, "You having that bag, ****" (Okay)

"Why you ain't buy me no bag, ****?"

I'm too player, a pimp, a street **** (Yeah)

I'll tell you what, bring a friend with you

I'll have a meet and greet with you

Y'all better eat **** like y'all eat dinner, uh-huh (Uh, uh, uh)

It's Four Times (Yeah), but this Punch Me In Five (This Punch Me In Five)

I can't pay attention to you hatin' from the sideline

I take his bitch then pop a Perc' and kill that pussy nine times (Uh, uh, uh)

It's "Bang, bang," and, "Grrah, grrah," we ain't go for the ra-ra (On gang)