LYRIC
Fifth Day Dead Lyrics by Young Thug, from the album “Punk“, music has been produced by Louis Bell & watt, and Fifth Day Dead song lyrics are penned down by watt, Louis Bell & Young Thug.
Fifth Day Dead Lyrics
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh, no)
Tell me (Ooh, no)
Say (Ooh, no)
Yeah
Moncler coat ’cause I’m the coldest out
I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
12 bend the corner, me and the dogs gettin’ out
Got twenty-seven colors this Versace couch
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
I told the bitch don’t call me, she a Miami thot
They hate to see you rocking big ol’ Pateks, rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist just like my main bitch toes
I cut the top off of the Benz, that winter was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots to recess for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers askin’ why all of ’em brats
Got big baguettes sittin’ on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told ’em fetch
f*ck over opps, they can’t see shit like this
I f*cked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called ’em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin’ on Wock’, this ain’t no red
Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin’ big aces
A pussy ni**a wish that he could trade places
I told a ni**a, “You must be kidding, I’m goin’ Maison”
I called my watch stupid ’cause the time froze
One-fifty for my tooth and 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 countin’ money all night long
And to my dawgs who can’t fall off no more
I used to walk down, buyin’ out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a Barbie
Got big baguettes sittin’ on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told ’em fetch
f*ck over opps, they can’t see shit but this
I f*cked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called ’em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin’ on Wock’, this ain’t no red
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh, no)
Tell me (Ooh, no)
Say (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah
SONG INFO:
Song: Fifth Day Dead
Artist: Young Thug
Album: Punk (2021)
Music: Louis Bell & watt
Lyrics: watt, Louis Bell & Young Thug
