文本歌词

5 Young N****z (Explicit) - Jay Miami/DaBaby/Megan Thee Stallion/YK Osiris/Lil Mosey
Lyrics by：Jayden Stevens/Jonathan Kirk
Goddamn I feel like the man
Freshman of the year I woke up like the man
Never poppin' Xans 'cause they killin' me d**n
When you got that money they be tryin' be your friend
Okay this a lame a*s beat
Walk up on your b***h my xxxx eight feet deep
Why he talking out his lip
He know ain't s**t sweet
Ayy ayy your block I'm gon' sweep
Ayy ayy bussdown not regular face what
Ayy chasin' blues like da
Baby wha
Ayy swervin 'round with cake what
Ayy dropped out no I didn't graduate man
Real hot girl s**t ah
B***h I'm with your man tryna see what the hit for
Post a new pic for a b***h I'ma s**t on
Big bag talk make that little money get gone
I love cash I be in the back tryna get it on
I'm gettin' money I ain't even mad atcha'
Rich b***h s**t I might throw a bag atcha'
Speakin' on my name only make it sound better
Your n***a in my D M and he writin' love letters
Say that booty looking softer than Hawaiian rolls
I be in the gym I'm your girls' body goals
Flexin' on the
'Gram do it for the mad hoes
Everything I do they watch me like I'm on parole
Couple of these b***hes n***as on my block list
Drop a screenshot if I wanna start s**t
I ain't f**ked your man that ain't how I rock sis'
I just took him to the bank to make a deposit ah
Mmm yeah yeah yeah yeah mmm yeah
She see body when she lookin' at a young n***a
I f**k her good now she talk about a young n***a
And I don't understand these b***hes why they like me
I put it in now she wanna act so feisty
Now she say she worth it but she ain't worth it
I put them diamonds on my wrist and now she want me
I swear you n***as always lookin' like y'all know me
I put them diamonds on my neck and now they want it
And now she wanna get it right now
And I'ma let her go for right now
And when she talkin' 'bout she 'bout it she ain't 'bout it
And when I'm 'bout it she ain't
'Bout it mmm 'bout it mmm yeah yeah
Everybody know my name ringin' bell
Ringin' bell like the hallway
I ain't gotta cap in no muhfuckin' rap
I whip out and air it out broad day
I got in with the stick again I'm with that
Break a n***a in half like a kit kat
I been tryna be positive mama
They ain't f**kin' wit' Jonathan mama
Who you know put they motherf**kin' self on the map
And now they don't owe nobody s**t
I send one of my lil' n***as come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit
Got pulled over with 55 K in my pocket
The police they know I'm legit
The police they know I got sticks
They be worried about me they know I'ma click
These n***as they know I'm a dawg
I ain't worried about him I know he a b***h
The next n***a that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2 pac for a pic
They say I'm the hottest new n***a
Go check the thermometer that n***a sick
N***a must have a fever or somethin
Heard he was born up in Cleveland or somethin'
Let me give you a history lesson
We moved back to Charlotte 1999
I ain't sayin' that none of that matter
If somebody touch me then somebody die
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that
How you make him rewind and replay that
Who you know get a fade once a week
And ain't tryna get waves f**k a muhfuckin' wave cap
Every time that the D J play Suge
N***as throw up they arm like a muhfuckin' racetrack
Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say daddy I love when she say that
Every time I hit one of my moves
All the b***hes go crazy they like how I do that
I keep one in the head if I don't let off first
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
Yeah I'm comin' like blade in this b***h
F**k around and walk down in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with the greats
Wanna f**k with me she gotta wait
On a yacht with Mimi and the kids
There's four of us we're on the sea eatin' steak
I ain't goin' ooh ooh on a b***h
I ain't goin out sad 'bout no ho I'm a pimp
He keep bumpin' his muhfuckin' gums
We gon put his a*s up like a motherf**kin' blimp
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes' that's gon' get him
Exposed he a muhfuckin' simp
You know he keep that thang on him baby
Quit askin' him why that
Boy walk with a limp
I don't care 'bout this muhfuckin' chain
But I'll still bust your muhfuckin' brain
Just got head on a muhfuckin' plane
Ain't no cap in my rap I'm the truth
End up f**kin' yo' h*e from the back
I knew h*e for a day she won't ghost she the swoup
And these n***as ain't livin like that
Why he talkin' so gangster
Your boy he a fluke
They know baby gon' blow he a fluten
They know baby gon' blow he the bomb
They know baby was just in Miami
Now he in L A n***a think he Lebron
They know baby go baby on baby
But five years ago n***as say he was Jon
I touch down at the front of the plane
And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton
While he drive me around I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat with the iron