Official KP - 5 Deep Lyrics

Cashing all my money
Yeah you know my niggas
And you broke bitches bummy
And I say it truthfully

Didn't mean to stunt on you
With 5 of inside my crew
With me, Chino, JJ, Ricky and Mellow on the beat

Cruising Minneapolis
With all the bitches after us
We never running out of funds
We never running out of blunts

Hella blunts
Fill our lungs
5 of us
Taking puffs

Dominating music in the industry
This is not a sight to see
Tryna reach the T-O-P

Smoking on some THC
Purer than the brewery
Pumpin' out my energy
Cookin' up a recipe

Bite the bullet in your teeth
Time for me to unleash
The wrath to my enemies

FUCK what you gotta say
FUCK what you gotta plead

Writin' night and day
Killing niqqas with my speech

And we 5 f*cking deep Yea

5 f*cking deep
And we 5 f*cking deep

Chasing hella cheese
We stacking on some G's

And I give your bitch a squeeze

And she like it how I treat her
Made it very clear
Choking on my dick
While I steer
My new whip
Shawty's f*ckin' thick

Chino flexing all the drip
Mellow in the back rolling up a zip
Then we hit it

Eyes blood red and my vision getting dim
JJ hit it twice
All of our clothes are over priced
Ricky rockin' all the Nike's
Music blessin' all our feet
And we smoking hella weed
Reaching highway speeds

Got 2 fatties in my pocket while I'm writing this
JJ pour it up
Mix it up
And then we drinking it

Phones going off
I'm a blessing with the sauce
Givings to the lords
Blessing all my boys
Even though we outlaws
All my niqqas f*cking dogs
And I'm drippin' while I walk
Counting money like a boss
Smoking on cigars

5 f*cking deep
And we 5 f*cking deep

And you f*cking with the G's
Told y'all not to f*ck with me

5 f*cking deep
And we 5 f*cking deep

And you f*cking with the G's
Told y'all not to f*ck with me

5 FUCKING DEEP
AND WE 5 FUCKING DEEP

AND YOU FUCKING WITH THE G'S
TOLD Y'ALL NOT TO FUCK WITH ME

5 FUCKING DEEP
AND WE 5 FUCKING DEEP

AND YOU FUCKING WITH THE G'S
TOLD Y'ALL NOT TO FUCK WITH ME

Told y'all not to f*ck with me
A moment of epiphany
About to break the industry
As soon as they discover me

Stacked on all my infantry
About to kill you viciously
I'm mixing with the melody
I'm f*cking with this constantly

Aiming at the target
Ain't no mothaf*ckin' problem
When the mumble gang
Making some way
For the KP

Homies never doubting me
I do this for the family
I'm smoking on some heavy
5 of us are f*cking hungry