Why for Five Guys? Mi nuh nyam Five Guys. Hater, yeah, uh
Come on, uh. Pump 101 (Uh). C-C-C-C-C-C-C-CGM
Yo, it's easier to fuck these women with four chains swingin'
Three rings blingin', two straps rippin' (Come on)
Why for Five Guys? Mi nuh nyam Five Guys. Hater, yeah, uh
Come on, uh. Pump 101 (Uh). C-C-C-C-C-C-C-CGM
Yo, it's easier to fuck these women with four chains swingin'
Three rings blingin', two straps rippin' (Come on)
One shot out the Glock leave your head back spillin'
Emerald cut diamond say I'm pyrex living (Bling)
How can I say this in a friendly way?
Before we fuck, bae, I beg you sign this NDA (Come on)
Take you shopping, what, Louis or the Fendi way?
Or we can stay in Park Lane, not in NPK (Uh)
She wanna snap in the Lamb', but I ain't movin' the whip
Just run downstairs for a Novikov quick (Come on)
Mayfair hotel, I know you're lovin' this shit
Make sure there's bare spit when you're suckin' this (Woo!)
As long as I'm livin' this high life
Still roll around in uptown with my knife
Burger King (What?), 'cause man don't nyam Five Guys
Grand power will fill it up with some nine-nine
[Chorus: Digga D]
I'll load up the pump
My guns are stocked up, got bronem Glocked up in a stolen Benz
I'll load up the pump
My opps are neeky and we can't get J1, so we soaked his friends
I'll load up the pump
My line stay ringin', my guys stay chingin', what's the problem, fam?
I'll load up the pump
Every opp left bleedin' so they started teaming cah we smoked their gang
I'll load up the pump
[Verse 2: StillBrickin]
Peski told me, "Wake up to reality"
Can't lie, I was sittin' there mad at 'em (Man was vexed)
Just imagine me, .44s got these pussios panickin'
Makin' yutes bank food, now they're traffickin' (Bank that)
I know it's embarrassing tryna get shit across the border
Hella yutes all takin' mans orders (That's a fact)
Look, I wear a clock and that, life's gettin' shorter
I could wig a man in front of his daughter (Bap, bap)
I know you're probably surprised, real shit, I ain't tellin' no lies
Real killers that I got on me side (Some spillers)
JP never let shit slide
So twenty years he gotta do inside (Free him up)
All down to ride, Little cheffed **** up and he died
Get him out the country, wallahi, I tried (Wallahi)
On these streets, man don't care about size
I caught a **** all because of me pride
[Chorus: Digga D]
I'll load up the pump
My guns are stocked up, got bronem Glocked up in a stolen Benz
I'll load up the pump
My opps are neeky and we can't get J1, so we soaked his friends
I'll load up the pump
My line stay ringin', my guys stay chingin', what's the problem fam?
I'll load up the pump
Every opp left bleedin' so they started teaming cah we smoked their gang
I'll load up the pump
Hvorfor for fem fyre? Mi nyam fem fyre. Hater, ja, uh
Kom på, uh. Pumpe 101 (UH). C-C-C-C-C-C-C-CGM
YO, det er lettere at kneppe disse kvinder med fire kæder swingin '
Tre ringe blingin ', to stropper rippin' (kom på)
Man skød ud glocken forlader dit hoved tilbage spildin '
Emerald Cut Diamond Sig Jeg er Pyrex Living (Bling)
Hvordan kan jeg sige dette på en venlig måde?
Før vi fuck, bae, beder jeg dig underskrive denne nda (kom igen)
Tag dig shopping, hvad, Louis eller Fendi Way?
Eller vi kan bo i Park Lane, ikke i NPK (UH)
Hun vil snap i lammet ', men jeg er ikke movin' pisken
Bare kør nedenunder for en novikov hurtig (kom ind)
Mayfair Hotel, jeg ved, du er lovin 'denne lort
Sørg for, at der er bare spyt, når du sutter dette (woo!)
Så længe jeg er livin 'dette høje liv
Stadig rulle rundt i uptown med min kniv
Burger King (Hvad?), Fordi Mand ikke Nyam Fem Guys
Grand Power vil fylde det med nogle ni ni
[Chorus: Digga D]
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
Mine våben er fyldt op, fik bronem glocket op i en stjålet benz
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
Min opps er nikey og vi kan ikke få j1, så vi sugede sine venner
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
Min linje forbliver ringin ', mine fyre forbliver chingin', hvad er problemet, fam?
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
Hver opgang venstre blødning ', så de begyndte at teaming cah vi røget deres bande
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
[Vers 2: Stillbrickin]
Peski fortalte mig, "vågner op til virkeligheden"
Kan ikke lyve, jeg var sittin 'der gale på dem (mand var vexed)
Bare forestil mig mig, .44s fik disse pussios panickin '
Makin 'yutes bank mad, nu er de traffickin' (bank that)
Jeg ved, det er pinligt tryna få lort over grænsen
Hella yutes alle takin 'mans ordrer (det er en kendsgerning)
Se, jeg bærer et ur og det, livets gettin 'kortere
Jeg kunne parionle en mand foran sin datter (BAP, BAP)
Jeg ved, du er sandsynligvis overrasket, ægte lort, jeg fortæller ikke noget løgn
Ægte mordere, jeg fik på mig side (nogle spillere)
JP lader aldrig skidt dias
Så tyve år skal han gøre inde (frigøre ham)
Alt for at ride, lille Cheffed **** op og han døde
Få ham ud af landet, Wallahi, jeg forsøgte (Wallahi)
På disse gader bekymrer man sig ikke om størrelse
Jeg fangede en **** alt på grund af mig stolthed
[Chorus: Digga D]
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
Mine våben er fyldt op, fik bronem glocket op i en stjålet benz
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
Min opps er nikey og vi kan ikke få j1, så vi sugede sine venner
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
Min linje Bliv Ringin ', mine fyre forbliver chingin', hvad er problemet fam?
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op
Hver opgang venstre blødning ', så de begyndte at teaming cah vi røget deres bande
Jeg vil indlæse pumpen op