Ocho Cinco

Quincy tell 'em

Quincy tell 'em,

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

Family is my anchor, they're holding me down

Anchor, 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 free'd, yeah

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 quarterback, I need a sack again

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

Foreign language (Yeah)

Smoking cabbage, everybody's here living lavish

Rented Benzo, 4matic yeah (4matic yeah)

Money tall like lampost, ahh, ahh

I need more commas (More commas), yeah

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

Shotting 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 bag the pack ready

Need a thousand stacks already, ahh

These bruddas, bitches get a damn pedi, ahh

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 fiddy, ahh (Some pinkish pinky)

More money yeah, I feel like Biggie, yeah (Smallz)

Cîroc for all my guys Diddy, yeah (Let them 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, Rosè

No way, no way, no way, no way

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

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

Shotting 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

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

Shotting 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