Ike - gen 5 Lyrics

I'm going up and you still in last
Some of these boys is pussy, its sad
Rockin Amiri you know I don't sag
You know I got bank
You know I got cash
My girl rockin Goyard
My girl rockin Fendi
All these drugs in my pocket I got plenty
Got more than one dealer got many, got many (uhhhhh)

Swear these boys be switching up for a little bit of change
Gen 5 I'm blow his brains away
You say you love me, I'm not that dumb
Your girl cheating yeah she using tongue on me
Lonely need some company
Roll a blunt, roll a blunt with me
Swear I'm rat I get to that cheese
Yeah I'm smart, I'm gunna get a degree
Said he know me, but I don't know you
Lying for what you know it not cool
Bad ass kid I'm breaking the rules
Diamonds they shine you know I got ice
They look and they stare cause they ain't got nothing
It's fourth down and you know I ain't putting
Todd Gurley, yeah I'm rushing
John Deer, yeah I'm hunting
Your girl be moaning in my ear
Pour me up, Everclear
Get me my keys I'm tryna steer
Going so fast everything blurry
Three point from the line I'm curry
Talk shit and I'm putting you down
Me and brothers be like bloodhounds
One, two, three, got rounds
I know you sad, but please stop frowning
I know you down, but you gotta get up
Money moves gotta run it up
Yeah, I need love
But where are you know
You left me when it mattered
Pockets getting fatter
I know that you regret it
Buy you only what me when I'm up
You losing the game, baby check up
Your hoe is a slut
Your hoe is a bitch
You don't believe me look at my ig
Smoking a pound like everyday
Smoking that big chief not mad budz
You sorry, going out sad

I'm going up and you still in last
Some of these boys is pussy, its sad
Rockin Amiri you know I don't sag
You know I got back
You know I got cash
My girl rockin Goyard
My girl rockin Fendi
All these drugs in my pocket I got plenty
Got more than one dealer got many, got many (uhhhhh)

Knock you down, knock you down with that gen 5
Huh, you know I'm real high
Bitch don't kill my vibe
Yeah you know I'm real fly
Japanese garments you know what I got on
F*cking this bitch from the back pull her hair
Feel like Lebron throw the chalk in the air
Why you hating, you can't get in
You hating cause you wanna be me
Cold yeah rocking a beanie
Your hoe pussy taste like fruit
My money tall looking like Groot
That gen 5 yeah make you disappear
2025 it's my year
Sippin on lean I ain't sip no beer
Huh yeah ain't you hear
That you a bitch and nobody like you
My fans read my verses like a bible
Oh yeah, I got some disciples