Five!

[Intro]

(Ayo, this Nick)

[Chorus: SoFaygo]

I got that motherfucking fire

Got niggas that's banging the five

These bitches gon' tell all they lies

I hear that shit all— (Brrah)

I hear that shit all the time (Okay)

I hear that shit all the time so I can't be surprised (I can't be surprised)

I wanna tell you the truth, girl, I'm feeling your vibe (Okay, yeah)

That nigga cap on the net, he ain't really outside (Okay)

Beam on the Glock and we up it now that nigga fried (Ayy, yeah)

Baby it's dark over here don't wanna see this side (Okay, okay)

[Verse 1: SoFaygo]

Hop in the motherfucking Porsche (Okay)

Told you thе world is yours

Your feelings gotta abort

Your feelings gotta abort

I put that bitch in Dior

Almost sold out that lil' whore

I got them bands galore

I got thеm bands galore

Get hit with that TEC

Yeah, get hit with that TEC

It's gon' take that nigga neck off, that nigga neck off

Spin around your block, better keep your head up, oh

[Chorus: SoFaygo]

I got that motherfucking fire

Got niggas that's banging the five

These bitches gon' tell all they lies

I hear that shit all— (Brrah)

I hear that shit all the time (Okay)

I hear that shit all the time so I can't be surprised (I can't be surprised)

I wanna tell you the truth, girl, I'm feeling your vibe (Okay, yeah)

That nigga cap on the net, he ain't really outside (Okay)

Beam on the Glock and we up it now that nigga fried (Ayy, yeah)

Baby it's dark over here don't wanna see this side (Okay, okay)

[Verse 2: Xhulooo]

(What he say?)

Hop in that 'Vette, yeah

No more coach flights, we finna hop on that jet

Chopper in my lap, you might get hit in your neck

Dolce on my body, yeah, my fit so fresh, you dig

I'm so swagged out, if you want that smoke then we could crash out

You know that if Nick up on the beat I'm finna spazz out

Glock got a kickback, lil' boy, you get scratched out

D-R-A-C-O, put him on TV like it's Crashbox

Water on my wrist, you can't match with this lil' boy

Talking out your neck about my gang, you catch a fist lil' boy

You probably could get hit, AR leave you split, lil' boy

It really just be me versus myself, I feel like Tiller, boy

[Chorus: SoFaygo]

I got that motherfucking fire

Got niggas that's banging the five

These bitches gon' tell all they lies

I hear that shit all— (Brrah)

I hear that shit all the time (Okay)

I hear that shit all the time so I can't be surprised (I can't be surprised)

I wanna tell you the truth, girl, I'm feeling your vibe (Okay, yeah)

That nigga cap on the net, he ain't really outside (Okay)

Beam on the Glock and we up it now that nigga fried (Ayy, yeah)

Baby it's dark over here don't wanna see this side (Okay, okay)