PLEAD THE 5TH - DALLAS PRICE

(Hook)
I might fuck up a check, just to go cop me a new wrist.
Bust that bitch down in carrots, so its drippy when I twist.
When I pull up I’m litty, and who with me, plead the 5th
When I pull up I’m litty, and who with me, plead the 5th
(x2)


(Verse 1)
My whip look like a foreign but that bitch only a Nissan.
So technically it’s foreign, but that isn’t what they mean, huh?
They wanna my see my bands, but don’t wanna see me get by.
I’m saucy with my movements, half these hoes can’t get a reply.

Yes I’m still that nigga who grew up in project homes.
More reason to start stunting, but busy I’m getting gone.
And I might hit his hoe, just off the strength, he talk too much.
Or I might bust a check, just to get drippy for the one.

I got Nikes on my feet, Incase you trip I’m sending off. Going dumb; and I don’t fuck with any goofies, you can’t hang with me at all.
Bitch I ball. Fuck you thought I know you scheming on the low.
Always smiling in my face, but talking shit, boy you a hoe.

I got racks... This a fact... When I spend... I make it back.
Boomerang be the cash, I spend it then re-attract..
I know that shit got’em mad, I might open up the bag, I might..


(Hook)
I might fuck up a check, just to go cop me a new wrist.
Bust that bitch down in carrots, so its drippy when I twist.
When I pull up I’m litty, and who with me, plead the 5th
When I pull up I’m litty, and who with me, plead the 5th
(x2)



(Verse 2)
Real nigga til the death of me. Authentication is the recipe.
A lot niggas like to hate on me, or at least that’s the way they make it seem.
Jealousy due to misery ..I can’t keep being company.
So fuck all that dumb shit, I’m focused, on my dreams..


But might fuck up a check in the mean time.
Nigga fuck your respect, I’mma need mine.
Imma go head and get it, like I never had it, then floss on you niggas, like I was an addict, when I was addicted nobody had visit, I seen what you didn’t, and been in positions, that fucked up my mental, but still had to manage, now I’m doing damage, that you cannot handle, I got the advantage.


Fuck is you mad for? 
Because I got racks now?
I showed you mad love. And this how you act now?
So when I blow up, do not bother, my nigga, just understand I got it poppin’ my nigga. 
I went out and got it, while you kept on hollin, don’t even act like we was chopping, my nigga.. look.

This the way game go, they been switching up on me, getting tangled. But I been being real kool, peeping  angles..
And I done burned both sides like a flame thrower.. aye 

Hot spittah, I’mma young hot nigga.. I don’t gotta fake shit, look at what I got nigga..   said..
Hot spittah, I’mma young hot nigga.. I don’t gotta fake shit, look at what I got nigga.. aye..


(Hook)
I might fuck up a check, just to go cop me a new wrist.
Bust that bitch down in carrots, so its drippy when I twist.
When I pull up I’m litty, and who with me, plead the 5th
When I pull up I’m litty, and who with me, plead the 5th
(x4)

Written by Dallas Price • Copyright Dallas Price 2018

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