Fifth Day Dead
Fifth Day Dead

Young Thug - Fifth Day Dead Lyrics

Young Thug delves into themes of opulence, loyalty, and vengeance in this track. The lyrics highlight his lavish lifestyle, characterized by luxury brands like Moncler and Versace, and expensive accessories such as gold Patek watches and diamond necklaces… Read more

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Fifth Day Dead Lyrics

Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah
Yeah, ooh, no
Tell me
Ooh no
Say, ooh, no
Yeah

Moncler coat, 'cause I'm the coldest out
I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
Twelve bend the corner, me and the dawgs gettin' out
Got twenty-seven colors, this Versace couch
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot
They hate to see you rackin', big gold Patek's rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist, it's like my main bitch toes
I cut the top off of the Benz, that winter was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots for recess for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why all of 'em brats

Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause ain't no red

Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
A pussy nigga wishin' he could trade places
I told a nigga, "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
150 for my tooth and when I find hoes
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pinecone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home

I been countin' money all night long
Until my dawgs who can't fall off no more
I used to walk down, buyin' out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a barbie

Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause ain't no red

Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah
Yeah, ooh, no
Tell me
Ooh no
Say, ooh, no
Yeah

Writer(s): Andrew Wotman, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Louis Russell Bell
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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What is the Meaning of Fifth Day Dead?

Young Thug delves into themes of opulence, loyalty, and vengeance in this track. The lyrics highlight his lavish lifestyle, characterized by luxury brands like Moncler and Versace, and expensive accessories such as gold Patek watches and diamond necklaces 💎. He juxtaposes this wealth with a sense of street credibility, referencing interactions with law enforcement and rivalries that result in fatal consequences. The line "He text me back five days and he was dead" underscores the ruthless environment Young Thug navigates. Additionally, he reflects on personal relationships, balancing respect for women in his life while acknowledging their material transformations 🛍️. This song encapsulates the duality of Young Thug's world: immense riches paired with an ever-present danger. #LuxuryLife #StreetCred

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