Artist: ScHoolboy Q f/ Kendrick Lamar
Album:  CrasH Talk
Song:   5200
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar] + (ScHoolboy Q)
One! (I done lost money, made it back)
Everybody get the fuck out the way right now - two!
(I just got a burner, where they at?)
Three! If you in this motherfucker, make noise right now
(Car doin' doughnuts in a flash)
Four! (Straight like this, I need my money in a bag)

[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Oh yeah, I been countin' dead men, puttin' bodies in the safe (safe)
5200, one swipe, throw it away ('way)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (stain on ya)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (stain on ya)
I been countin' dead men, puttin' bodies in the safe (safe)
5200, one swipe, throw it away ('way)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (stain on ya)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (stain on ya)

[ScHoolboy Q]
Ayy, got it on me, if I ain't got nothin' that matter on me
Dare one try, who frontin' on me? Ain't no smut, no chatter on me
Money on me, hundred on me, both got rocks, look better on me
Spaceship parked, no landin' on me, wrecked my Lam', don't need it on E
Four words I know, yeah, fuck all you hoes, ayy
I do the most, ayy, put that in quotes, ayy
Diamond on me, jumpin' on me, you lil' boys can't match milli' on me
10K fit, put Groovy on fleek, D-boy fresh since school '03
Speed Racer, top down on E-way
Throw it back like replay, most of y'all won't be safe
I came from hard knocks, I stack, bring more knots
Gang tats and stovetops, act like you know us, you punk biatch

[Chorus]

[ScHoolboy Q]
First mil' showed up, ayy, 'Rari gon' go nuts, ayy
Jewelry hang all out, ayy, bitches gon' call now, ayy
Dollars ain't C-notes, ayy, house on each coast, ayy
Glock goes emo, ayy, Porsche sound Deebo, ayy
Four words I know, yeah, fuck all you hoes, ayy
Chain whip, dip splash, uh, slim bitch, all ass, ayy
Brew fresh pots, I serve, this my wrist, iceberg
Real life rich, get curved, bitch look fine, still broke
Bitch my wrist came woke, big bling, wrist got sold
I must live my worth, chain drip down my shirt
My block been Iraq, three mil', paid my tax
Your shit seized, all bad, feel my back, all cash

[Chorus]