Intro
Sen:
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
730 baby
Uh, uh
I'm holdin' on to suttin', if you sniffin', make u spin around
(make u spin around)
I'm hearin' what you sayin' but I just dont break it down
(Just can't do it)
Trust me buy the whole key, promise, turn your life around
Fishscale
Might get you that Ferrari, house on 5 acre ground
That's when I say

Chorus
Sen:
Nigga I got it for 25
I got it
That's when I pull up and I drive the 5
I pull up
Whoa-oo-whoaaa

Verse 1
Freekey Zeekey:
I'll show you how to get it up
Stretch it out, rock it up
Watch for crystals, taste for cut
Break it down like a high-speed clutch
Find that block, lock it up
Watch they shooters pop 'em up
Let them muthafuckas know that we're openin' up
Then flood the block like the toilet's clogged up
If anybody shop at Rats 'R' Us
Mail his parts to his mom like Rich little bruh
Nigga I don't give a fuck, this is cocaine love
Nigga what, what, what
Cocaine I keep fiendin' for it, can't stop I keep coppin' it
It's my baby, my baby, got me crazy, I killed my man for this
Can't stop, got family in big beach houses with nannies and shit
From 32-toned Impalas to Porsches, got grabbed me the 6

Chorus
Sen:
Nigga I got it for 25
I got it
That's when I pull up and I drive the 5
I pull up
Whoa-oo-whoaaa

Verse 2
Freekey Zeekey:
It got me some sin in a chick
Sniffed coke and Pamela tits
The devil's got my heart in mind, the crazy part is I don't mind
I'm rollin', I got it, but it's this feeling, this darkness
my man got pitched by the Narcs and his son just lives his life somber
Sen:
Soon as it hit the land, that's when my man
Go get a Deuce-Deuce, that Cali dance
Lemme, re-wrap it, pack it up in the van
One day later, stacks in my hands
Some bust it down, some sell it by grams
Either cook it up and in the pots and pans
Meet you at the airport on the Airtram
Meet me half way, that's only fair man
Freekey Zeekey:
They kidnapped my brother (Oh brother) they had him slumped and dead
They found half his body wit his baby's head all dismembered

Chorus
Sen:
Nigga I got it for 25
I got it
That's when I pull up and I drive the 5

Verse 3
Jim Jones:
Well we got it for vientecinco (25)
Gettin' paper like we work wit' Kinkos
Niggaz think fast, well I think they think slow
Money on my mind, suttin' told me to think dough
Paper, straight 'caine, I think so
Silly niggaz might think blow
When I hit the block, you know everything stop
Cuz I'm hoppin' out thw whip wit' a bankroll (What's in it)
Headed up cuz we get it by weight (Yup)
Milk trucks up, shippin' out to different states
2 months later, pulling out a different place
Gimme fast money like I may be in a race
Missed a town, shippin' the worth
We got white girls in little mini skirts
Niggaz might think we pimpin' on the first
You need the white nigga hit me on the chirp
(What ya need?) and when the hood was dry
Geuss what, we on the first flight
(At what?) They kept it at 25
Come to Harlem if you lookin' for the pies
Lookin' for the pies, lookin' for the pies

Chorus:
Sen:
Nigga I got it for 25
I got it
That's when I pull up and I drive the 5
I pull up
Whoa-oo-whoaaa

Freekey Zeekey:
Mom always cryin' now when I visit
Walkin' ronud with the killers
I'm dolo without no niggaz
Uh, Cocaine, Cocaine