"Winter Soldier" lyrics
Yeah, you know (Shout out to that boy Cyrus, he prod this, see what I'm sayin'?)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Before 5Problems
Here you go, P5, Prada5 (Woo, woo)
Just know this shit 5 (Woo, woo, woo)
Maino
Money Gang, know we don't play 'bout that money (Play 'bout that money)
Fully Gang, everything come with a button (Come with a button)
Catch up with buddy, his ass get extorted (Extorted)
Drac' in the mink coat, wintertime thuggin' (In coat)
Glock got a heat scope, see where I'm bustin' (I'm bustin')
Big chop in the back of the truck, the bitch sideways (Sideways)
Everybody sticked up, even the driver
Hot shit, hollow-tip rip through his fiber (It do)
Shark teeth come out the stick, it gon' bite ya
Nigga, it's fuck you, my brother don't like you
We goin' Addy on Addy on Addy (Addy on Addy)
Glock can't reload, that bitch get to psykin'
Hundred-round K, that bitch like a titan (Yeah)
Double-tap, knock out his lights, Mike Tyson (Bah)
Rock the boy, put him to bed, night-night him
Grret, we need to clean up, aisle five (Grrt)
Luh Doobie gon' shoot through the blind (What?)
He talkin' 'bout a body, he lyin' (Cap)
Huh, never spinned nothin', he cap, cap (What?)
He seen them spinners, he copped out (Nope)
No face, ski mask and gloves when we pop out (Nigga)
Drac' hold thirty, and the motherfucker do kick-flips, he disappeared like a voodoo trick (Gone, gone)
Youngin purgin', chop off the top with that hit stick, passin' out smoke, we get lit, lit (Lit, lit)
Yotti lurkin', he in the cut for the burn down, we take 'em down for that pick-six
Baby Birkin, I bought a bag for my main bitch, get in with 5, she gon' lick dick
I want smoke, we spark it up like a incense, have the boy runnin' like Fitbit (Woo, woo, woo)
Money Gang, know we don't play 'bout that money (Play 'bout that money)
Fully Gang, everything come with a button (Come with a button)
Catch up with buddy, his ass get extorted (Extorted)
Drac' in the mink coat, wintertime thuggin'
Glock got a heat scope, see where I'm bustin' (I'm bustin')
Big chop in the back of the truck, the bitch sideways (Sideways)
Everybody sticked up, even the driver
Hot shit, hollow-tip rip through his fiber (Yeah)
Shark teeth come out the stick, it gon' bite ya (It gon' bite ya)
Nigga, it's fuck you, my brother don't like you (He don't like you)
We goin' Addy on Addy on Addy (Addy on Addy)
Glock can't reload, that bitch get to psykin' (Get to psykin')
Hundred-round K, that bitch like a titan (Like a titan)
Double-tap, knock out his lights, Mike Tyson
Rock the boy, put him to bed, night-night him
Grrt, we need to clean up, aisle five, huh (Grrt, brrt)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Before 5Problems
Here you go, P5, Prada5 (Woo, woo)
Just know this shit 5 (Woo, woo, woo)
Maino
Money Gang, know we don't play 'bout that money (Play 'bout that money)
Fully Gang, everything come with a button (Come with a button)
Catch up with buddy, his ass get extorted (Extorted)
Drac' in the mink coat, wintertime thuggin' (In coat)
Glock got a heat scope, see where I'm bustin' (I'm bustin')
Big chop in the back of the truck, the bitch sideways (Sideways)
Everybody sticked up, even the driver
Hot shit, hollow-tip rip through his fiber (It do)
Shark teeth come out the stick, it gon' bite ya
Nigga, it's fuck you, my brother don't like you
We goin' Addy on Addy on Addy (Addy on Addy)
Glock can't reload, that bitch get to psykin'
Hundred-round K, that bitch like a titan (Yeah)
Double-tap, knock out his lights, Mike Tyson (Bah)
Rock the boy, put him to bed, night-night him
Grret, we need to clean up, aisle five (Grrt)
Luh Doobie gon' shoot through the blind (What?)
He talkin' 'bout a body, he lyin' (Cap)
Huh, never spinned nothin', he cap, cap (What?)
He seen them spinners, he copped out (Nope)
No face, ski mask and gloves when we pop out (Nigga)
Drac' hold thirty, and the motherfucker do kick-flips, he disappeared like a voodoo trick (Gone, gone)
Youngin purgin', chop off the top with that hit stick, passin' out smoke, we get lit, lit (Lit, lit)
Yotti lurkin', he in the cut for the burn down, we take 'em down for that pick-six
Baby Birkin, I bought a bag for my main bitch, get in with 5, she gon' lick dick
I want smoke, we spark it up like a incense, have the boy runnin' like Fitbit (Woo, woo, woo)
Money Gang, know we don't play 'bout that money (Play 'bout that money)
Fully Gang, everything come with a button (Come with a button)
Catch up with buddy, his ass get extorted (Extorted)
Drac' in the mink coat, wintertime thuggin'
Glock got a heat scope, see where I'm bustin' (I'm bustin')
Big chop in the back of the truck, the bitch sideways (Sideways)
Everybody sticked up, even the driver
Hot shit, hollow-tip rip through his fiber (Yeah)
Shark teeth come out the stick, it gon' bite ya (It gon' bite ya)
Nigga, it's fuck you, my brother don't like you (He don't like you)
We goin' Addy on Addy on Addy (Addy on Addy)
Glock can't reload, that bitch get to psykin' (Get to psykin')
Hundred-round K, that bitch like a titan (Like a titan)
Double-tap, knock out his lights, Mike Tyson
Rock the boy, put him to bed, night-night him
Grrt, we need to clean up, aisle five, huh (Grrt, brrt)
