Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 503, artist - Dropout Kings. Album song AudioDope, in the genre Ню-металDate of issue: 09.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Napalm Records Handels
Song language: English
503 |
| Real shit, fuck a 9−5 |
| Real shit, fuck a 9−5 |
| Pussy, bitch mothafucka |
| Real shit, fuck a 9−5 |
| Real shit, fuck a 9−5 |
| You know I’m fluent |
| I do it like I’m used to it |
| I been boostin' |
| It’s always what I’ve just been doin' |
| I been Pushin' |
| And I know just what I came for |
| It’s matte black |
| With the custom suicide doors |
| Gotta keep it low key when ya ride with me |
| We gotta 503 in the 623 |
| Gotta maintain my anonymous identity |
| I’m like a ghost |
| But you can call me «Entity» |
| Flash bang, quick to hit the lick just to maintain |
| Flash drive, open up a line to the main frame |
| No games, I don’t have the time so I don’t play Shift gears, letting go of |
| fears and I make ways |
| It might be my ADD |
| It might be my OCD |
| It could be the THC |
| I’m pullin' that 503 |
| Real shit, fuck a 9−5 |
| Real shit, fuck a 9−5 |
| You know I’m fluent |
| I do it like I’m used to it |
| I stay cruisin' |
| That’s what I’m up in the benz doin' |
| I been through it |
| I got nothin left to live for |
| Dippin out the window |
| Cops knockin' at the front door |
| Real shit, fuck a 9−5 |
| I’d rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105 |
| Damn right, this ride or die |
| I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side (x2) |
| Lost in my thoughts, lost in my ways |
| Got my mind stuck on the stage |
| Forced into plays |
| Got my heart inside a maze |
| Goals in my gaze |
| If I make it outta here alive, I’ll be amazed |
| Half second 0−60 |
| Benz testin', add 40 |
| Now I’m sippin' a 40 |
| And chin checkin' |
| Dippin' in the whip, lickety-split |
| I’m quick shiftin' shit |
| Swift and slicker than oil, I live reckless |
| It might be my ADD |
| It might be my OCD |
| It could be the THC |
| I’m pullin' that 503 |
| Real shit |
| Fuck a 9−5 (x2) |
| You know I’m fluent |
| I do it like I’m used to it |
| I been lootin' |
| Got the cops behind the benz shootin' |
| Hit the corner |
| Crashed the whip |
| Now I’m surrounded |
| Grab the strap, squeeze the trigger, heart poundin' |
| Real shit, fuck a 9−5 |
| I’d rather swoop a sick whip, and go 105 |
| Damn right, this ride or die |
| I took it to a chopshop on the lower west side (x2) |
| You can’t see, I’m a fuckin' animal |
| You can’t see, I’m a fuckin' criminal |
| You can’t see, you’re gettin' too predictable |
| You can’t see, I’m anything but typical |