IamSU! - 5th Wheel Feat. Rossi lyrics

rate me

These niggas won’t hold me back

These niggas won’t hold me back

Check your sources check your facts

You lames get no respect

In wrap I pull up in that extra black

Baddest bitch right next to that

Driver seat she ride with me

I probably won’t text her back

Writing on my iPad, stunting on your jive ads

Niggas broke down on the road, I just drive past

Extra slow, extra smoke, these niggas is extra broke

All about my green so I always eat my vegetables

It’s that extra special flow, young extraterrestrial

Young but I’m professional, don’t believe me, stress with no

Hbk this gang I’m so dangerous with all these chains I blow

Don’t chip off no wrist, because these hoes is interchangeable

They know me every place I go, I be on vacation

So much like I’m retired man

I’m higher than a plane could go

Cliché I know, may I go, more in debt, stucy sweats

Gold teeth, Olympic 6’s, I don’t taking winning steps

I been a threat, since the 6th grade,

Niggas get paid in the rich, moved out, but I still remember it

Too legit, hammer time, puff hat, camouflage

Run the game, damn I’m tired, turn me up, amplifier

Hotter than a camping fire,

Cannabis to mary bilge, plenty

Giving fashion tips, slim fits, over skinnies

I don’t wear no griffied, yeah I got a afro

Like the black folk in the 60’s

Tell me if you with me, maybe we go further

Eating niggas beefing, I ain’t never had no burger

Waiting on that merger, fin to get that cake

All these hoes screaming for me like a nigga drake

Niggas hating on me, they act like a nigga fake

See a nigga eating, try to steal off of my plate

My feet clear coming

Drop down, riding round, everyday I hold it down

We don’t do no fronting, now no baking on my drive now

Drop down, riding round, everyday I hold it down

We don’t do no fronting, now no baking on my stop now.