Lil Keed, Gunna - Fox 5 lyrics
Gunna [Sergio Giavanni Kitchens] College Park, Georgia, U.S
[Lil Keed, Gunna - Fox 5 lyrics]
(Let's go, Mario)
Man, all the hoes in the fuckin' background
Y'all shut the fuck up
Fuck you talkin', man
R5 in the fuckin' building show some respect
Kick them folks out the spot, slime
She still talkin'? (No) oh, okay
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah
In the daytime yeah, send your best robber
Know we'll kill him
Thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga
And I pass his ho like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if
You mind your business
'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch
She fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch
Smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, we're gonna FOX 5 'em (FOX 5 'em)
Don't make me call the clock stopper
(Clock stopper)
Ah, pretty lil' vibe, skeetin' in her eye
Nickname jaw locker (Nickname jaw locker)
Feel like I glide, I been gettin' high
Nigga, I'm a pill popper
(Nigga, I'm a pill popper)
We got ten hundred-round choppers (Nah)
Heard you was a junkie, used to steal copper
(Nah) pull up, whip game proper
Money get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker
(Cake like Betty Crocker)
Uh, beatin' through your bae, stalkers
I know every day robbers
Gotta keep a door stopper
(Gotta keep a door stopper)
Yeah, I be gettin' more llama
Gunna, he a roadrunner
And his bitch a headhunter
(And his bitch a headhunter)
Billions just like Ted Turner gotta
Keep a real burner
Never been a store runner
(Never been a store runner)
These bitches yell, "Go, Gunna" (Go, Gunna)
You gotta be your own boss, uh (Own boss)
Dressed like a showoff, go and
Get it, don't talk, let the money rub off
(Let the money rub off)
Nah, these niggas gettin' cut off, this
Is not a love lost, we'll never do soft
(We'll never do soft)
You pussy niggas too soft (Niggas too soft)
Free all my niggas, gotta prison walk
(Free the gang)
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah
In the daytime yeah, send your best robber
Know we'll kill him
Thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga
And I pass his ho like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if
You mind your business
'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch
She fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch
Smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Hundred round drum on your boy
And we just hopped out a Royce
We pullin' up with a silencer, no
They ain't makin' noise
Man, I had to pack the shirt, man
I had to peppermint it
Yeah, I send a big blitz, yeah
I had to go and end it
Go and drop the fuckin' pin
We'll pull up in a minute
Yeah, I know the Lord mad at
Me 'cause a nigga sinnin'
I ain't talkin' motherfuckin' testin'
Ray J, man, i come out that Wraith
Just with motherfuckin' bangers
I let that cutter hit every angle
I come out that back, whips like I'm Django
What the fuck a pussy boy had said?
I don't know if he
Ain't speakin' slime language
And I just left town with
Ten, pockets on top, nigga
No time to count us (Say what?)
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah
In the daytime yeah, send your best robber
Know we'll kill him
Thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga
And I pass his ho like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if
You mind your business
'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch
She fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch
Smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Man, all the hoes in the fuckin' background
Y'all shut the fuck up
Fuck you talkin', man
R5 in the fuckin' building show some respect
Kick them folks out the spot, slime
She still talkin'? (No) oh, okay
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah
In the daytime yeah, send your best robber
Know we'll kill him
Thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga
And I pass his ho like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if
You mind your business
'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch
She fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch
Smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, we're gonna FOX 5 'em (FOX 5 'em)
Don't make me call the clock stopper
(Clock stopper)
Ah, pretty lil' vibe, skeetin' in her eye
Nickname jaw locker (Nickname jaw locker)
Feel like I glide, I been gettin' high
Nigga, I'm a pill popper
(Nigga, I'm a pill popper)
We got ten hundred-round choppers (Nah)
Heard you was a junkie, used to steal copper
(Nah) pull up, whip game proper
Money get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker
(Cake like Betty Crocker)
Uh, beatin' through your bae, stalkers
I know every day robbers
Gotta keep a door stopper
(Gotta keep a door stopper)
Yeah, I be gettin' more llama
Gunna, he a roadrunner
And his bitch a headhunter
(And his bitch a headhunter)
Billions just like Ted Turner gotta
Keep a real burner
Never been a store runner
(Never been a store runner)
These bitches yell, "Go, Gunna" (Go, Gunna)
You gotta be your own boss, uh (Own boss)
Dressed like a showoff, go and
Get it, don't talk, let the money rub off
(Let the money rub off)
Nah, these niggas gettin' cut off, this
Is not a love lost, we'll never do soft
(We'll never do soft)
You pussy niggas too soft (Niggas too soft)
Free all my niggas, gotta prison walk
(Free the gang)
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah
In the daytime yeah, send your best robber
Know we'll kill him
Thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga
And I pass his ho like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if
You mind your business
'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch
She fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch
Smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Hundred round drum on your boy
And we just hopped out a Royce
We pullin' up with a silencer, no
They ain't makin' noise
Man, I had to pack the shirt, man
I had to peppermint it
Yeah, I send a big blitz, yeah
I had to go and end it
Go and drop the fuckin' pin
We'll pull up in a minute
Yeah, I know the Lord mad at
Me 'cause a nigga sinnin'
I ain't talkin' motherfuckin' testin'
Ray J, man, i come out that Wraith
Just with motherfuckin' bangers
I let that cutter hit every angle
I come out that back, whips like I'm Django
What the fuck a pussy boy had said?
I don't know if he
Ain't speakin' slime language
And I just left town with
Ten, pockets on top, nigga
No time to count us (Say what?)
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah
In the daytime yeah, send your best robber
Know we'll kill him
Thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga
And I pass his ho like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if
You mind your business
'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch
She fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch
Smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em
Yeah, you know we're gonna FOX 5 'em