5.0 Chronicles

[Intro: Larry June] Making sure the rims wiped down, yamean Man, run that shit in [Chorus: Larry June] Gas up the muhfuckin whip, now I’m scraping Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans Gas up the muhfuckin whip, gas up the muhf— Gas up the muhfuckin whip-whip-whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip, now I’m scraping Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans Gas up the muhfuckin whip, gas up the whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip-whip-whip [Verse 1: Larry June] Hop in my 5–0, toss on something smooth Plottin' on a bigger move, real estate in the hills Came with a master plan, went home and switched whips Thirty day run, and my under touched fifty quick Figured I'd send the bitch, fucked around and made a star Top notch clientele, 3k for every call We don't glamorise the game wе tryna do better Still spendin fivе G's on these cashmere sweaters You niggas was cupcaking, we was playing Costa Mesa At the Cheesecake Factory interviewing Heather Tip the valet, pull off in somethin' special Secret location, doin push-ups and swimming Six-figure credit line just to build the corporation Take heed my nigga, this a different conversation A lotta shit changed, way more crazy But I maintained, 5.0 swang [Chorus: Larry June] Gas up the muhfuckin whip, now I’m scraping Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans Gas up the muhfuckin whip, gas up the muhf— Gas up the muhfuckin whip-whip-whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip, now I’m scraping Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans Gas up the muhfuckin whip, gas up the whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip-whip-whip [Verse 2: Curren$y] Gas in my jar, gas in my car My maam prayed hard cause her son a star Automatic start, range hella far Pull up by my used-to-be my lil broad Backslidin' every now and then She still cool, so we like close friends So much in common, smokin' and countin' Tossin' gold coins in the water fountain, making wishes on em' Pullin' Impalas out em', couple foreigns, I got em' Whole assortment, partner, I often talk about em' Over beats that's knockin', they legs tired from clout chasin' Eyes sore from pocket watchin', my flow amazing All this holy water around me, girl, you better thank the lord you found me [Chorus: Larry June] Gas up the muhfuckin whip, now I’m scraping Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans Gas up the muhfuckin whip, gas up the muhf— Gas up the muhfuckin whip-whip-whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip, now I’m scraping Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans Gas up the muhfuckin whip, gas up the whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip-whip-whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip, now I’m scraping Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans Gas up the muhfuckin whip, gas up the muhf— Gas up the muhfuckin whip-whip-whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip, now I’m scraping Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans Gas up the muhfuckin whip, gas up the whip Gas up the muhfuckin whip-whip-whip