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]