Harry Fraud - 5 Wagon lyrics

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren] Smack lanes, Versace frames cover my iris Stay alert, never show my eyelids I'm the loudest Provide spliffs and baggies Pushing 5 wagons and Caddies See them banging chicks with fatties We them b**hes baby daddies Probably, maybe Oh sh**, it could be possible Y'all n***as couldn't see me I'm a young optical obstacle Gorilla bread, moving like a beast Looking phenomenal Hit them in they face for brakes, if not splash the abdominal You might have seen me in a cardigan rocking a monocle ? my feet and leave the murder scene with every follicle Diabolical Drink is spiked with something soluble Keep it hood, y'all n***as talking good But then we follow through Think about it My n***as will follow you then hollow you That's word to what I rep So show respect to what the dollar do Hear us ? and you see it's true You f*ggots blew a tranny and you never owned a vehicle Word [Bridge: Action Bronson] I'm a f**ing laid-back guy, man I don't know why everybody wants to f**ing have a problem Guess when you going places man You know how that go Yo (x2) [Verse 2: Action Bronson] Chopping wood, sweater smelling like the fireplace Look in a mirror, see a lion's face Whip spicy like a Cayenne You ain't tryna get this money, motherf**er Well I am b**hes from Thailand Get turned to moo goo gai pan Pumping voodoo, drinking Yoohoo Shawty put the poodle when she doo-doo You motherf**ers acting new-new Put you in a two-two Nobody even recognize the new you Yeah Cut your dick, made a p**y with it b**h, I'm Ronnie Coleman You a rookie wit it Queen's to Brooklyn, sh** it Glenfiddich, neat I'd rather you knee down to my feet Linen shorts, set brown, stop right at the kneecap I love this, but I don't need rap Yo f** your feet back And s** my dick to the haters That's why I whip the 5 wagon, gators off Laters, b**h