Singer: EST Gee
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Song: 5500 Degrees
EST Gee - 5500 Degrees Lyrics (LRC) (03:04-184-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:00.40](Enrgy made this one)
[00:04.90]If I ain't a young shiner, then what do you call that?
[00:07.40]fuckin' niggas' hoes, he mad, textin' in all caps
[00:09.70]Beef broad day, lay a nigga down, wave cap
[00:12.20]Overkill drill, spin at the building the wake at
[00:14.50]I'd be on what I'm on if I ain't rap
[00:17.20]And it really wasn't no stressin' 'til them members came back
[00:19.60]Niggas shook, family know we ain't playin' no more
[00:21.80]Real trapper, hit my dope like my hand was broke
[00:24.20]He on Insta' with all the smoke, but call sayin' he don't
[00:26.60]You get pistol whipped for some petty shit, your head be swollen
[00:29.50]Yeah, I'll hit your mans up
[00:31.60]600, 800, this shit there make 'em stand up
[00:34.30]Run around actin' tough, but you not, boy
[00:36.40]Where the cold bitches lookin' for the hot boys?
[00:38.80]Fifty in the glizzy, I run my city
[00:41.20]I ain't stoppin' shit, catch me if you can
[00:43.60]Just this month, sixty G's off pants
[00:45.80]I'm not, I'm not fuckin' no fan
[00:48.50]Ridin' 'round with the top down
[00:50.50]Sixty-five grams, ten of it is topside, stop lyin'
[00:52.70]I done made a couple M's a year without tryin'
[00:55.70]Opps done had a sixty-day stretch without dyin'
[00:58.10]Y'all got all that gangster shit down except slidin'
[01:00.70]Hit him, grind three days straight without hidin'
[01:03.00]Gave Bands twenty-five, we ain't takin' no time
[01:05.10]Ayy, throw it off the glass, I'ma dunk it (Come here)
[01:07.70]Said y'all niggas apes, I don't mind killin' monkeys
[01:09.80]Don't step back
[01:10.80]White buffs, no eye displayin'
[01:13.00]Posted in the hood, all ten of my chains
[01:15.60]Big 30 on me, off an eight of that drank
[01:17.70]Bitch said she in love with who?
[01:19.50]Ten on the ground, 'bout a dub in the roof
[01:22.00]I'm a thug with a tool
[01:23.10]Promoter called my phone when I left, couldn't get the pipe in
[01:25.80]Every nigga 'round me having motion like a tight end
[01:28.20]Bought Hot Wheels for my nephew, but I picked him up in my twin
[01:30.80]L with the coolant system, I bought it for a hotboy
[01:33.10]Did a feature with a nigga, 21, I'm walkin' shit like Deion
[01:35.50]His city say he a rat, so I had to send him back a refund
[01:37.90]Say, Dot, that car right there look like it got the narcs in it
[01:40.90]We the ones who ridin' 'round with more shots than the bartenders
[01:43.30]I bet you we'll get them niggas off your block
[01:45.40]I bet you we don't let them niggas get off no shots
[01:47.80]Come through, show a nigga how to slide
[01:49.90]Last night, I fucked a booster, woke up, text everybody size
[01:52.30]Paid plain janes, but now I'm goin' bustdowns
[01:54.70]And Zelle the ho a rack to make sure that they touch down
[01:57.30]She ain't been ridin' with 'em when them bullets start flyin'
[01:59.80]Carpet same color snow if his head brown
[02:02.10]We ain't got no protein in Louisville, this a brick town
[02:04.50]A blicky in your glizzy with a switchy, you can't miss town
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