Fifth Day Dead Lyrics – Young Thug

Fifth Day Dead Lyrics by Young Thug is latest English song with music also given by Louis Bell, Watt. Fifth Day Dead song lyrics are written by Watt, Louis Bell, Young Thug.

Fifth Day Dead Song Detail
Song Name:
Fifth Day Dead
Singer:
Young Thug
Composer:
Louis Bell, Watt
Lyrics by:
Watt, Louis Bell, Young Thug
Fifth Day Dead Lyrics
 
Yeahh, ooh no
Yeahh, ooh no
Yeahh, ooh no
Yeahh yeahh, ooh no
Tell me, ooh no
Say, ooh no
Yeahh
Moncler coat ‘cuz I am the coldest out
I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
Tore your bi^^h in the corner
Me and the dogs getting after her
Got 27 colors, this versace couch
I got it from birdman, out of his miami spot
I told the bi^^h don’t call me, she a miami thot
They hate too see you racking, big gold patek’s rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist, it’s like my main bi^^h told
I caught a cop out for the benz, that winter was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots too recess for all my kids in the back
Playground school full of teachers asking
Why I love them brats
Got big baguettes sitting on my neck
I told it to my dawgs, I told the feds
F^^k all the opps, they can’t see s^^t like this
I f^^ked her hard, I put that bi^^h too bed
I called them up & told him what he said
He text me back 5 days & he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sipping on wock this ain’t no red
Passport shawty, I can take this bi^^h places
High heel chanel, ooh she rockin’ big aces
A pu^^y ni^^a wish he could trade places
I told a ni^^a you must be kidding, I am going maison
I called my watch stupid ‘cuz the time froze
One-fifty for my tooth & when I find hoes
My ni^^as smoke biscotti, not the pine cone
My ni^^a jimbo did a dime, now he back home
I be counting money all night long
And too my dawgs who can’t fall off no more
I used too walk down, buyin’ out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a barbie
Got big baguettes sitting on my neck
I told it too my dawgs, I told the feds
F^^k all the opps, they can’t see s^^t like this
I f^^ked her hard, I put that bi^^h too bed
I called them up & told him what he said
He text me back five days & he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sipping on wock this ain’t no red
Yeahh, ooh no
Yeahh, ooh no
Yeahh, ooh no
Yeahh yeahh, ooh no
Tell me, ooh no
Say, ooh no
Yeahh, yeahh

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