Mach 5

By CoreyKite$

On UP

Released on January 6, 2017

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[Hook]

I got a rock drive

Ain't no breakin you can catch me workin' Mach 5

All these actors ain't no artists they in mock trial

You know I serve 'em plenty words like a doc file

Yo' sauce mild

Wryer my producer he a wild child

Yeah that be his name but he ain't docile

Waitin' for that light to hit my time no sundial

Always spittin' deadly rounds Flocka Gun style


[Verse]

All this progress my career is lookin' credible

All the fam super guess our label The Incredibles

Coke bottle body need to make them pictures sendable

Star about that action should have cast me on Expendables

Fresh I'm minty

And extra crispy

She a think a nigga awesome said she shy not like Glizzy

9 plus 1 all the girlies rockin' with me

Then I went subtract it told yo' girl to add a 60

Now how I wanna live tryna do it filthy

Nigga fuck love cupid arrow almost killed me

Ain't no chill I'm chilly gone get froze if touchy feely

Can't wait 'til I'm peakin' feel like Weezy on A Milli


[Hook]

I got a rock drive

Ain't no breakin you can catch me workin' Mach 5

All these actors ain't no artists they in mock trial

You know I serve 'em plenty words like a doc file

Yo' sauce mild

Wryer my producer he a wild child

Yeah that be his name but he ain't docile

Waitin' for that light to hit my time no sundial

Always spittin' deadly rounds Flocka Gun style


[Verse 2]

Legit nigga

Ever since I started been a lit nigga

Kite$ you wash 'em off just like a rinse nigga

Going from a pauper to a prince nigga

Lyrics slick nigga

Aang pack Azula she gone spark it

Had to cop the Zanpakuto didn't buy it at the market

This heat leave ya peeling just like a burn straight from the carpet

Bitch let me learn ya I told her have a seat and park it

You ain't even par bit'


[Hook]

I got a rock drive

Ain't no breakin you can catch me workin' Mach 5

All these actors ain't no artists they in mock trial

You know I serve 'em plenty words like a doc file

Yo' sauce mild

Wryer my producer he a wild child

Yeah that be his name but he ain't docile

Waitin' for that light to hit my time no sundial

Always spittin' deadly rounds Flocka Gun style