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bailoutyas - 5am lyrics

5 am up off my shot, no i can’t even go to sleep
been busy with the yop, i shot my tec, no ain’t no ho in me
these baby strikers sitting in the car, know they gon’ blow with me
how’s that your b+tch? but quick to be on d+ck that lil b+tch joe with me (that b+tch joe as sh+t)
bro i’m the first one hop out, bangin’, bro let’s get it poppin’
copping out the beef, but claiming rekk, like bro this n+gga shotted
this n+gga talkin’ bout a swap like that sh+t not an option
got a bad b+tch with a yerk, and she gon get those drops in
watch how the .40 push em to the wall just like im spazz
caught the young boul walking in the halls, punched him outside the class (f+cked young boul up)
the kel+tec it take 9 mil’s, i put it in my bag
this young boul mad about a b+tch, he acting like a f+g
bro we can bump anytime, you know i love that sh+t
biggest draco, rocking on ya block, sound like some thunder hit
he acting hard up on the gram, but love to run and sh+t
n+gga claiming that he in the war, don’t got a gun and sh+t
yeah, i just copped some new drip, yea this some other sh+t
n+gga slime me out for the b+tches, thats not no brother sh+t
brodie scammed that n+gga with a fake 100, with all 1’s in it
when i get back, i’m grabbing snow, the trap gon’ jump and sh+t
i just copped a new pole, you know im tryna test it out
we hit they block late night, we was hotted, n0body out
my lil’ bro tryna pull them n+ggas cards, tryna see what they about
and i’m the one that make the calls so im tryna tap them n+ggas scalps
i don’t even wanna beef, because that lil’ d+ckhead took the stand
skinny n+gga with some stregnth, i bang the milli with 1 hand
i was posted up with [?], me and the guys we had a plan
my bl++dy f+cking with them cards, i hit his phone that sh+t wham
i said f+ck that lil’ ass standard, i’m tryna bang this big ass .30
brodie slept inside the trap, for 3 days straight, he smelling dirty
when i walk outside the crib, i’m always hotted, im never worried
my baby boy like 5’3 but he gon bang that sh+t like curry
im just worried bout’ a bag, but all these n+ggas wanna beef
so let a n+gga test my hand, thats on the guys you feel this heat
if you the men, i break you off, thats on my mommy we gon eat
i be talking, real wrap, i pop my sh+t on any beat
watch, swish, i roll a n+ggas get to running, falling, tripping
on any car, thats on my life, i swear to god im never slipping
everytime i hit this lil’ b+tch from the back she steady b+tchin’
imma die behind respect, i stand on 10 you n+ggas trippin

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