G5

[Intro: Dave East] Fred The Godson Yo Nas signed me I'm with God's Son [Chorus: Fred The Godson] I'm fly like a G5 My chrome MAC cost a G, 5 I mack like a G, 5 Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5 What up Blood? Tell that nigga I'm a G, 5 I got Crips on call for a G 5 Benz truck, coming in a G5 TBM Blockwork, that's how we ride [Verse 1: Fred The Godson] I bought a watch off these sumo bars I show the band in my videos, Bruno Mars You know God, I skip to the whip Reverse then draw fours like Uno cards The city hard, oh well check 'em You can die here like Odell Beckham Cooking in the kitchen he cheffing Razor blade sitting in the key, ref calling 3 seconds It's evidence Fred Crew move weight that's definite bread That water boy Boucher, residents dead So y'all have to pay like the President's head This for the block while it sizzle I shoot off the pick, shit I never could dribble The brick little, but got a thick middle Bread always come back sweet, McGriddle [Chorus: Fred The Godson] I'm fly like a G5 My chrome MAC cost a G, 5 I mack like a G, 5 Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5 What up Blood? Tell that nigga I'm a G, 5 I got Crips on call for a G 5 Benz truck, coming in a G5 TBM Blockwork, that's how we ride [Verse 2: Dave East] I'm Raekwon when it come to cheffing This 911 got nothing to do with 9/11 That Porsche remind me of Heaven It's cloudy blue, off coca I copped the Audi coupe [?] physical even Mystikal know I'm 'bout it fool No limit, them hoes grinning, Dolce Gabbana fitted See that red stripe that mean Prada did it, I gotta spend it Balling in New York like Kenny Anderson or Rod Strickland Talking 'bout that package in my bedroom, my mom listening Fred The Godson, yo Nas signed me I'm with God's Son Niggas had on the Pelle's couldn't afford it tried to rob one [?] with water, you drown pinching bags Almost a quarter an ounce, can't leave my lawyer with doubt Put collect call to Papi before we called it a drought Hardest out of my city fuck these niggas talking about Baddest bitch in the club, I got shooter walking her out So love Atlanta got me targeting south, Harlem no doubt [Chorus: Fred The Godson] I'm fly like a G5 My chrome MAC cost a G, 5 I mack like a G, 5 Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5 What up Blood? Tell that nigga I'm a G, 5 I got Crips on call for a G 5 Benz truck, coming in a G5 TBM Blockwork, that's how we ride