[Intro: Ray Jr.]
Yeah
I'm still drinkin crystal (crystal)
And I'll spit it in your face b**h
Put this dick in your mouth (in ya mouth)
And tell me how it taste b**h (b**h)
I'm keeping that, I'm Keeping that
[Hook: Ray Jr.]
Yeah yeah 750 like whoa
Gold wrist like whoa
New b**h like whoa
But we don't love these hoes
Sippin crys like woah
Stackin chips like woah
And your b**h like woah
But we don't love these hoes
[Verse 1: Ray Jr.]
Ridin round with [?]
All gold party
Lavish sneakers
Don't f** with Mauri's
Got a b**h named Tari
Ass like the harri
I eat that p**y
Like Calamari
[Dubo]
30 cap back ho
That's a rap track roll
Man these hoes ain't sh**
But cheese on a board
And i still might hit
Swing dice with my life
I swear to God you trife
For my wannabe wife
[Tezo]
Yeah yeah
Kick knack pattywack give a dog a bone b**h
f** your hair up
You gon' need it hot comb
If I bought 10 watches I still wouldn't have the time
For your bullsh**
You full of bull sh**
[Ray Jr.]
I'm just a young n***a flexed out
White girls pull your chest out
New wheels for the [?]
Free chase like a bailout
Yeah
I don't f** with no sneak p**y
No dried up too deep p**y
Yeah thats your girl but my name on it
That's me p**y
[Hook]
(Verse 2):
[Dubo]
So I told my n***a K
Lemme hold a 100K
He said Dub thats nothin
I can make it back today
So I hit my n***a Ray
He in the hood
That's big homie
That n***a eatin' good
[Ray Jr.]
Yeah
[?] in my polo boxers
Got a nurse b**h that's a head doctor
Coogi sweater n***a who shot ya?
Back shots like a chiropractor
[?] back for my skeezers
Put this Glock in your face like tweezers
Dick hard as a icicle
b**h open up that freezer
[Tezo]
I'm bustin onions
And countin' 100's
But she ain't stoppin'
She just keep s**in'
I'm over seas
I'm not a felon
But free my hood
These n***as tellin
[Hook]
[Machine Gun Kelly]
sh**
Mothaf**as gotta wait on this
EST, thats my motherf**in team ho
[Verse 3: Machine Gun Kelly]
Came in the game like O dog
Murder all these folks
Rap game like the crack game
So I'm in the kitchen water whippin' cookin' all this coke
16 bars of the pure white
32 if its a good night
750 like (skiiiirrrt)
Burning everybody on the turnpike
The block is never silent
It's 10 o'clock in the morning I'm already hearing sirens
These motherf**ers is violent
I'm focusin' on my wallet
I'm tryna' get that crossover money like I'm an Iverson
And whatever car you're driving I'm tryna' supersize it
So I'm looking down at David you lookin' up at goliath
Man you never left the city I'm flyin' up to an island
Got dammit I'm stylin'
This young boy crazy
Sippin' pints of the Jame-O
Yeah thats my bae
Got a a** like J-Lo
If you hatin' better lay low
Scratch that if you're hatin' you can stay broke
No I'm not hispanic but I swear this young man go hard for the peso
I go hard of the peso
Young man goin' hard for the peso
Back then they ain't nobody sayin' nothing now I'm pullin' up with something to make the whole hood say whoa
Yeah say whoa
Make the whole hood say whoa
And if I want I get it
I see it I hit it
I bet she won't say no
[Hook]