This is a song about "Five oh"

I know you're mad, but so what

That tre five seven stay tuck

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Girl back up and give a high five

Fuck five oh die slow that's my perspective

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Yo bitch is so ugly, with makeup she a five

We will never die, we are forever alive

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Roll up to a five star luxury

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Twenty five ounces got me thinking clear

Yo....you know i'm five seven/

Yeah i ain't done