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5:00 am - bigbank dontis lyrics

[intro]
(gavin, how you made this?)

[verse 1: grindhard e]
[?], i got a bankroll on me
glock 17, plr, and a draco on me
unc’ in the crib on parole, i still got it on me
in the kitchen with a mask on before they had corona

[verse 2: bigbank dontis]
uh, ayy, ran this sh*t up overnight
d*mn, man
‘vette passed by, nah, that’s don in the seven*fifty
buy a b*tch an ass for onlyfans just to make fifty
buy four hundred grams, turn it eight and sell it for the sixty
bro just poured up an pint, i’ma need a kidney
auntie blowin’ up my line, think she need a fifty

[verse 3: grindhard e]
i know a n*gga that was the plug back in the day, he got slipped a mickey
lil’ freak b*tch ain’t suck my d*ck, she gave my d*ck a hickey
i only smoke real zazas and i’m very picky
you got some weed i ain’t never seen, then you gotta hit me
n*gga come to flint and tap in, then they gotta hit me
i brung the plug straight from la and i got him with me (alright)
what up, jay weed?
n*ggas ain’t blowin’ high tolerance, they got fake weed
weed so strong, got my chest hurtin’ and i can’t breathe
my clientele rich white people, used to be my uncle and auntie
[verse 4: bigbank dontis]
i sent some ‘bows to the house, i gotta sleep with my shoes on
i got the scanner on high, you never know when it’s time to move on
sent ten down the way, i pray it make it safe
down to my last two thousand, i had to make it shake (what?)
but for me to add the cut, i had to make it shake
break it down and put it back together, this how you make a cake (grease)
when i moved my first b, it had the bird flu
if you in the streets, then you know what bad nerds do
have ’em k!ll you at a certain time like a curfew
n*ggas prayin’ on your downfall like they curse you

[verse 5: grindhard e]
gave a deal to the third person, but taxed the first two
i used to sell dope, pop n*ggas, and go to work too
used to front fiends, wait on they check for the first, too
i might fucfk two b*tches tonight, they don’t know i’m off a perc’ too
i got three ounces of old real red and some purp’ too
let me switch it up
i’m probably off a lot of cough syrup if i ain’t pickin’ up
i probably drunk a whole pint of syrup, you only sippin’ ones

- bigbank dontis lyrics

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