"503" lyrics
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
Pussy, bitch mothafucka
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
You know I'm fluent
I do it like I'm used to it
I been boostin'
It's always what I've just been doin'
I been Pushin'
And I know just what I came for
It's matte black
With the custom suicide doors
Gotta keep it low key when ya ride with me
We gotta 503 in the 623
Gotta maintain my anonymous identity
I'm like a ghost
But you can call me "Entity"
Flash bang, quick to hit the lick just to maintain
Flash drive, open up a line to the main frame
No games, I don't have the time so I don't play Shift gears, letting go of fears and I make ways
It might be my ADD
It might be my OCD
It could be the THC
I'm pullin' that 503
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
You know I'm fluent
I do it like I'm used to it
I stay cruisin'
That's what I'm up in the benz doin'
I been through it
I got nothin left to live for
Dippin out the window
Cops knockin' at the front door
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
I'd rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105
Damn right, this ride or die
I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
I'd rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105
Damn right, this ride or die
I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side
Lost in my thoughts, lost in my ways
Got my mind stuck on the stage
Forced into plays
Got my heart inside a maze
Goals in my gaze
If I make it outta here alive, I'll be amazed
Half second 0-60
Benz testin', add 40
Now I'm sippin' a 40
And chin checkin'
Dippin' in the whip, lickety-split
I'm quick shiftin' shit
Swift and slicker than oil, I live reckless
It might be my ADD
It might be my OCD
It could be the THC
I'm pullin' that 503
Real shit
Fuck a 9-5
Real shit
Fuck a 9-5
You know I'm fluent
I do it like I'm used to it
I been lootin'
Got the cops behind the benz shootin'
Hit the corner
Crashed the whip
Now I'm surrounded
Grab the strap, squeeze the trigger, heart poundin'
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
I'd rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105
Damn right, this ride or die
I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
I'd rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105
Damn right, this ride or die
I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side
You can't see, I'm a fuckin' animal
You can't see, I'm a fuckin' criminal
You can't see, you're gettin' too predictable
You can't see, I'm anything but typical
503
503
503
503
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
Pussy, bitch mothafucka
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
You know I'm fluent
I do it like I'm used to it
I been boostin'
It's always what I've just been doin'
I been Pushin'
And I know just what I came for
It's matte black
With the custom suicide doors
Gotta keep it low key when ya ride with me
We gotta 503 in the 623
Gotta maintain my anonymous identity
I'm like a ghost
But you can call me "Entity"
Flash bang, quick to hit the lick just to maintain
Flash drive, open up a line to the main frame
No games, I don't have the time so I don't play Shift gears, letting go of fears and I make ways
It might be my ADD
It might be my OCD
It could be the THC
I'm pullin' that 503
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
You know I'm fluent
I do it like I'm used to it
I stay cruisin'
That's what I'm up in the benz doin'
I been through it
I got nothin left to live for
Dippin out the window
Cops knockin' at the front door
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
I'd rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105
Damn right, this ride or die
I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
I'd rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105
Damn right, this ride or die
I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side
Lost in my thoughts, lost in my ways
Got my mind stuck on the stage
Forced into plays
Got my heart inside a maze
Goals in my gaze
If I make it outta here alive, I'll be amazed
Half second 0-60
Benz testin', add 40
Now I'm sippin' a 40
And chin checkin'
Dippin' in the whip, lickety-split
I'm quick shiftin' shit
Swift and slicker than oil, I live reckless
It might be my ADD
It might be my OCD
It could be the THC
I'm pullin' that 503
Real shit
Fuck a 9-5
Real shit
Fuck a 9-5
You know I'm fluent
I do it like I'm used to it
I been lootin'
Got the cops behind the benz shootin'
Hit the corner
Crashed the whip
Now I'm surrounded
Grab the strap, squeeze the trigger, heart poundin'
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
I'd rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105
Damn right, this ride or die
I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side
Real shit, fuck a 9-5
I'd rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105
Damn right, this ride or die
I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side
You can't see, I'm a fuckin' animal
You can't see, I'm a fuckin' criminal
You can't see, you're gettin' too predictable
You can't see, I'm anything but typical
503
503
503
503
Writer(s): Nick Sampson, Staig Aron Flynn, William Edward Lauderdale Iii, Francisco Guzman, Adam Lee Ramey, Trevor Luke Norgren, Robert Nathaniel Sebastian, Gabor Toth
