This is a song about "The fifth"

The savage with the statics

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

These kids, smoking gasoline, i plead the fifth

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

The bigger the the fun

I was prevented from seeing/ a fifth grader and 135 pounds

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

I'm rap's big wheel yall rap fifth wheel

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

And your girl's cousins tryna get her other options

Sierra still saying iv played her since fifth

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

The realist in the game

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

Love your screams ignite my fire, my requiem, the pleading fifth