Slappin 5s lyrics

[Intro: Babyfxce E]
Huh (Thank you, Jxlan)
b*tch (I appreciate you)
Yeah
Huh
Huh, huh, yeah
Tee just walked in with the Micro Drac', huh

[Verse 1: Babyfxce E]
Tee just walked in with the Micro Drac' without the wood
Don't ask me for my phone, b*tch, I'ma ask you if you good
Five hundred blue strips in my hand, this sh*t look like a book
Ridin' with chop up in the 'Cat because they flick, they gon' get cooked, huh
I don't know why I bought this watch, that sh*t was a waste of time, huh
Don't let bro pour the drank, he tripped and wasted a line, huh
Lost a ten on tour, bro, that sh*t was a waste of a dime
Tell lil' bro to chill, he ridin' striker, tryna waste a n*gga life

[Verse 2: Maar & Babyfxce E]
Huh, your b*tch a freak for real, she spent a night and f*cked the guys
Never trippin' 'bout no b*tch, you f*ck that b*tch, we slappin' fives
Huh, I be gettin' high
Smokin' weed, popped a shroom, I'm tryna touch the sky
n*ggas tryna sell me weed, I told they ass that I supply it
Act an Asian 'round this b*tch, I tell 'em hurry up and buy it
She said her man comin' back from work, she told me hurry up and try it
And I'ma do that
How these n*ggas goin' 'bout these b*tches? n*ggas too lavish (b*tch, b*tch)
[Verse 3: Babyfxce E & Maar]
b*tch, huh, he put his gun up on the counter, that mean he too relaxed
How the f*ck I'm ridin' in the Scat that's worth a Louis bag? Huh
When I get this label check, bro, I'ma chew the bag
It don't matter if it's Chrome, when I shoot, it's goin' through his hat, huh
I been gettin' rid of hoes like, "I'm through with that"
Swing the switch across his face, now sh*t look like a Jason mask
Huh, back window broke, I'm tryna take the glass
Once you try to slime me out, I swear it ain't no shakin' back
I ain't sleepin' by myself tonight, bro, where my baby at?
Dropped her off like, "Never mind," I can tell she finna make me mad, huh
f*ck that chill sh*t, finna put this sh*t up in y'all face
Can tell he ain't held sh*t with that Drac' 'cause that b*tch still on safe, huh
Y'all be hangin' 'round a rat like that sh*t okay, huh (b*tch)
Hittin' a b*tch from the back, then put it on her face (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Maar]
Left it on her face, it felt like Botox and she like that
She left your ass alone, you got a pole, but still ain't like that
Huh, you know that I don't cheat, but if I do, just know she like that
Why you beatin' on your b*tch? Ike and Tina want they life back (Huh)
E just told me thirty n*ggas there, so I brought the Drac'
It's a forty-clip up on that b*tch, when I shoot it, ain't gotta aim it, huh
Drinkin' lean and smokin' weed, so I ain't coughin' off that dank
Said my b*tch like to suck on my di*k 'til she braindead
My head f*cked up, I don't even trust who I'm layin' with
And ever since that Durk sh*t, I'm lookin' at my mans weird
The Flint boys just pulled up, just know the fans near
And we ain't even gettin' out the truck until the bands clear