Ocho Cinco

Quincy tell 'em

Quincy tell 'em, Quincy tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, mmm

Family's my anchor, they're holding me down

Mmm, they're holding me down, yeah

My family's my anchor, they're holding me down

Some days, it's Gucci, just saucing me down

Some days, I don't know when to smile or to frown

Some days, I run into a flock of some clouds

I'm flocking some sheep, your weed is deceased

I need me like three, trap and repeat, yeah, yeah

She's a freak in the sheets, there is a kilo right under the bed, yeah

Baby, I got all these people to feed, yeah

I got some bruddas that need to be freed

I twist some haze in the sheet

I'm smoking the loud when it busy in the streets, yeah

She said she's loving my style, "It's immaculate," yeah

I told her I don't do love, I got a call from the trap again, yeah

I see the callback, I need a sack again

I got the piff, the plug, he speaks Mandarin, foreign language (Yeah, yeah)

Smoking cabbage, everybody's here living lavish

Rented Benzo, 4matic, yeah (4matic, yeah)

Money tall like lampost, uh, uh

I need more commas, yeah (More commas)

Same routine, yeah, for four summers, what?

Beep-beep, I'm a road runner, yeah

I skeet-skeet, I see the po' coming

Yeah, used to watch the OG's from my bedroom window, yeah

Stepped out the road, now I'm a star like Ringo, yeah

We're not the same, we got a different lingo, yeah

Shottin' herbs, used to shot by Bingo, yeah

That's eight for five, call it Ocho Cinco, yeah

Touched down, Ocho Cinco, yeah (Twenty five, twenty five)

Touched down, you know Ocho Cinco, yeah

That's eight for five, call it Ocho Cinco, yeah

Quincy got the track ready, Huncho bagged the pack ready

Need a thousand stacks already, uh

These brudda's bitches get a damn pedi, ah

My bruddas, they're so trap giddy, yeah (Trap-trap-trap-trap-trap)

Bitches showing off titties, yeah (Titties)

Her pussy pinker than the note, fi'ty, uh (Some pinkish pinky)

Mo' money yeah, I feel like Biggie, yeah (Smalls)

Cîroc for all my guys, Diddy, yeah (Let dem fall)

Get up on my phone, treat people like my own

Yeah, helping hands, showing love but in my face, it's thrown

So I'm here to take the throne, yeah

Let these bruddas know, yeah, I got a journey on my own

And yeah, they can't clone, yeah, I been built this way, yeah

Pour a cup for the bitch, Rosé

No way, no way, no way, no way

We smoke weed, we don't do cocaine, yeah

Yeah, used to watch the OGs from my bedroom window, yeah

Stepped out the road, now I'm a star like Ringo, yeah

We're not the same, we got a different lingo, yeah

Shottin' herbs, used to shot by Bingo, yeah

That's eight for five, call it Ocho Cinco, yeah

Touched down, Ocho Cinco, yeah

Touched down, you know Ocho Cinco, yeah

That's eight for five, call it Ocho Cinco, yeah

Used to watch the OGs from my bedroom window, yeah

Stepped out the road, now I'm a star like Ringo, yeah

We're not the same, we got a different lingo, yeah

Shottin' herbs, used to shot by Bingo, yeah

That's eight for five, call it Ocho Cinco, yeah

Touched down, Ocho Cinco, yeah

Touched down, you know Ocho Cinco, yeah

That's eight for five, call it Ocho Cinco, yeah