Cdot Honcho - 5am Freestlye lyrics

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Cdot Honcho - 5am Freestlye lyrics

I'm counting racks right now smokin dope pearling up, all that sh** man C.d.o.t. Honcho, honcho the EP man it's muf**in Cdot Its 5'oclock right now, we in this b**h goin crazy I need another muf**in blunt doe on foe nem [Verse 1] Yo b**h wanna f** but I don't got the time I'm on money that b**h on my line She annoying lil b**h get declined Know that lil b**h nice that's on my mind I get hundred these b**hes get 9 If you try me these 50s be flyin We be smokin out zips when I ride When I run up get smoked from behind & Lil folks he on point everytime Yes on foe nem he clippin' yo spine Yea on foe nem they come through the back with 30 clip shotters and lasers on macs I be smokin, don't f** wit the flats Where you goin, foe nem put lasers on backs I be hittin yo b**h from the back then I'm gone cuz I need pop for my act [Verse 2] I'm gettin money like hoobers & robbers & lawyers & doctors We ain't boxin tf is you think is the reason foe nem they keep battin them choppers Im in Gucci & louie & fendi in highschool I had a whole closet F-Prada Aye! Now I got rounds in the chopper we pull on the oppers & let that b**h operate [Verse 3] Aye I'm smellin like dope when I hop off the jet When I hop out you know imma flex Yo b**h call I give that b**h text That b**h come She givin me neck Then I'm gone I'm gone In a sec In a jet I Dippin' from that That b**h callin, that b**h stallin' b**h I be ballin put me on the Spaulding Earning 3 like I'm playin for Jordan & yes you can have all of that Hoes only want me cuz I'm ballin But that b**h ain't goin f** up my racks But a b**h can come through & get hit On my momma that b**h can't get sh** Margiela's Burberry my fit It was really 2 racks for this sh** I just bought it don't think bout the sh** Foe nem got 9s they leaking yo sh** When you riding they thinking bout sh** but how to get rich & blocking a b**h Don't speak on me to no b**h cuz when you do that you just blocking a dick n***as talkin' on me bout that sh** we pull on the block & you hoppin' the fence [Verse 4] So we pull up with tents we lettin it spray should've seen that b**h face I ain't tryna f** I just want her top should've seen that b**h face Stop tryna get buck cuz I know you like cash so get off her a** Honcho gang but they keep on callin' me fast I pull up in straights but I vanish so fast I pull up in straight but I vanish so fast Yo b**h wanna f** but she ain't got no a** I ain't f**in' wit b**hes I'm honking I'm hoppin out coopers I'm mopping out rat (haha) *cough cough cough*