5.0 Chronicles lyrics

[Intro: Larry June]
Making sure the rims wiped down, yamean
Man, run that sh*t in

[Chorus: Larry June]
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, now I’m scraping
Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, gas up the muhf—
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip-whip-whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, now I’m scraping
Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, gas up the whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin 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 b*tch, f*cked 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 n*ggas 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 n*gga, this a different conversation
A lotta sh*t changed, way more crazy
But I maintained, 5.0 swang
[Chorus: Larry June]
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, now I’m scraping
Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, gas up the muhf—
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip-whip-whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, now I’m scraping
Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, gas up the whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin 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 muhf*ckin whip, now I’m scraping
Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, gas up the muhf—
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip-whip-whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, now I’m scraping
Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, gas up the whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip-whip-whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, now I’m scraping
Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, gas up the muhf—
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip-whip-whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, now I’m scraping
Coolin', movin', smokin’ like Jamaicans
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip, gas up the whip
Gas up the muhf*ckin whip-whip-whip