[Intro: Plaqueboymax]
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah (Damn)
5$TAR (Forever, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Plaqueboymax]
Yeah, and I'm fucking that bitch in the back of the coupe
Got all this bread, I don't know what to do (I don't know what to do)
Got all these hoes I be picking and choosing (I be picking and choosing)
I don't even rap but I'm making this music
And you n***as moving too foolish (Woah, woah)
Speak on my name, I'ma pull out the Uzi (Woah, woah)
And I fuck a bitch in jacuzzi
You n***as do anything for some coochie (You n***as do anything for some coochie)
Yeah, livin' life and my shit is a movie (Yeah, yeah)
We blowing up now I got all these groupies
If she throw it back I'ma put her in Louis (Put her in Louis, yeah)

[Verse 1: TheJonFamily]
I might just put her in louis, uh
I might just put her in Prada, uh
I might just put her in Gucci, uh
That's gon get mе in that coochie, uh
That's gon' get me in that coochiе, uh
Coochie, uh, poochi, uh, oochie, uh, oochie, uh
I'ma drop-top with sosa, uh
We got Dracos, Glocks and .9's and we got some Uzi's, uh
Gotta watch out for the fake, yeah, they might try to use me, uh
I might slide down yo' block lil' bro, he thought I was toochie
Yeah, he thought i was toochie
[Verse 2: Plaqueboymax]
In the field, yeah, we play with them sticks
Bitch, I pull out a muhfuckin' blick
Yo' bitch on my dick and she ride like a tic
Yeah, I throw up a five on this shit
And I can't even count all this money we spent
In the coupe with a new lil' sent
And I buy all the cash, n***a, I do not rent
Yeah, we blowin the smoke through the vents
Yeah, and we pourin' the Wock, not the fent
Double cup on me and I pour it again
All black fit, bitch, I feel like I'm Ken
Homicide, homicide, I'm with the gang, n***a
Yeah, homicide, I'm in a range, n***a
Yeah, sticks to yo' face
Bullets connect, and we don't leave a trace
If you ain't 5$TAR then you ain't with the gang, n***a

[Verse 3: Chrisnxtdoor]
Ain't with the gang, my n***as' house look the same
This not a bustdown, rockin' a plain, n***a
In a coupe, n***a, switchin' lanes
Bad bitch, she givin me brain
Can't think, I'm off of the drink
Yo' ho is a groupie, she fuck on the gang
You a broke, you a bitch
Double 07, I slide with the stick
5.56 hit a n***a lip
My main bitch boujee, she throwin' a fit
Fuck it, don't even trip
When my n***as come knock at yo' door
Freak bitch, she dance on the pole
I trap out the back, n***as sellin' dope
Watch how they fall out, I feel like the pope
Poppin' these percs, they helpin' me cope
[Verse 4: Plaqueboymax]
Bands on my body, Givenchy my coat
Yeah, that n***a funny, that n***a a joke
If you runnin', it's Murder she wrote
I'm crippled I keep a stick, I always tote

[Bridge: Plaqueboymax]
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah (Damn)
5$TAR (Forever, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Plaqueboymax]
Yeah, and I'm fucking that bitch in the back of the coupe
Got all this bread, I don't know what to do (I don't know what to do)
Got all these hoes I be picking and choosing (I be picking and choosing)
I don't even rap but I'm making this music
And you n***as moving too foolish (Woah, woah)
Speak on my name, I'ma pull out the Uzi (Woah, woah)
And I fuck a bitch in jacuzzi
You n***as do anything for some coochie (You n***as do anything for some coochie)
Yeah, livin' life and my shit is a movie (Yeah, yeah)
We blowing up now I got all these groupies
If she throw it back I'ma put her in Louis (Put her in Louis, yeah)