Paul c5c – C5C Tristate Money Team Lyrics

C5C Tristate Money Team – Paul c5c Lyrics

Yeah, what, damn

Circle 5 Clique Tristate Money Team

Think you fucking with me go and drink some anti-freeze

Damn I need my special mix otherwise I'm antsy

I just got a four of lean poured in the Stanley

Damn, you're an oportunist you're not with the family

Shits just not my style, damn you're gonna cramp me

And I can't get your girl off me she tryna pants me

Took her bikini bottom's off and I think her name Sandy

This lame think that he bout to get a feature for the free

Man, that's going to be a no from me dawg I'm Randy

This lame really be thinkin' he can fuck with Pauly

Man your momma shoulda raised you bеtter, took a Plan B

Yeah, Circle 5 Cliquе Tristate Money Team

Uh huh, yeah, what

Yeah, Circle 5 Clique Tristate Money Team

Yeah I'm mobile right now tryna make a milli

Ay, Circle 5 Clique Tristate Money Team

Fuckin' with the 5th, leave your body six feet

Know we taxing for the sauce, I can't do the freeski

Trap running through the 5th like it's 2k16

Selling souls in the abyss til my diamonds pissin'

Need them hundreds blue strips, no deposits and checks

Smoking on a mission, hit like Tekken

If he dissin' family, send his soul to heaven

I be in and out the bank, got expensive habits

Mixing Margie with the paint, that's expensive fabrics

Triple 5 in the abyss trapping out the mansion

How I make the pack flip you can call it magic

Yeah, Circle 5 Clique Tristate Money Team

Uh huh, yeah, what

Yeah, Circle 5 Clique Tristate Money Team

Yeah I'm mobile right now tryna make a milli

(Circle 5)