Bangladesh - Ray Charles lyrics

(Bridge) Ray Charles, Ray Bands Shades on, I don’t see n***as Pull up front in that what’s her name Call it that’s more than 6 figures Fix your face, get your b**h Get in line, we going straight in Buying bottles, 2 cigars At the bar I don’t see er (Hook) I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters sponsored links Charles to these haters Charles to these haters My shades on, my wrist right Shades on, my b**h right Shades on, I don’t see n***as Pull up front in that whip right I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters (Verse) I’m in the V12, you in the V6 Brains blowed, you can’t see sh** Hate with me, might see fish Stop it, the light get sea sick Instagram, take a couple pics Got a couple blunts, we extend sh** Can’t see you n***as like Ray Charles But I keep an eye open like Slick Rick Bottles poured, b**hes choosin She locked up and got f**ed up Them n***as hate, just let em hate We got more food on a bigger plate Can’t see you n***as like Ray Charles Yea, I’m on my Stevie Got a bad b**h on my Jackson Like Mike Tito and Reeby No roof, Ray Bands Limo tint, I can’t see you n***as New chick, Rainman That’s retarded though, I slam Murcielago dose That Oprah money, that hopper flow Will Fargo that papa tho That make a beat for them Carter folk That scratching when I light it up (Bridge) Ray Charles, Ray Bands Shades on, I don’t see n***as Pull up front in that what’s her name Call it that’s more than 6 figures Fix your face, get your b**h Get in line, we going straight in Buying bottles, 2 cigars At the bar I don’t see er (Hook) I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters My shades on, my wrist right Shades on, my b**h right Shades on, I don’t see n***as Pull up front in that whip right I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters (Verse) I’m a hustler in grind mode My watch got a couple time zones Blowin trees til they pine cones Make a thousand beats with my eyes closed Don’t see you n***as, got em blindfold Take yo b**h on a blind date Haters drunk at a wine taster They start giving me f** faces These lame n***as can’t see em My shades on, I can’t see em My new car got a pa**port My whips all European Can’t see you n***as, glaucoma And they keep the Glock on em I treat my b**h like my whip I never keep the top on er Ray Charles, Ray Bands A n***a ballin like Ray Louis A n***a ballin like Ray Allen Don’t see you when the money pilin Spent 3000 just to sip a gallon, just to piss in stylin Semi-automatic with the clip for them haters b**h (Bridge) Ray Charles, Ray Bands Shades on, I don’t see n***as Pull up front in that what’s her name Call it that’s more than 6 figures Fix your face, get your b**h Get in line, we going straight in Buying bottles, 2 cigars At the bar I don’t see er (Hook) I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters My shades on, my wrist right Shades on, my b**h right Shades on, I don’t see n***as Pull up front in that whip right I’m Ray Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters Charles to these haters