[Babyface Ray]
Im moving overly cautious, the streets talkin'
Got a nigga sleep walkin'
Sippin' on the plane, nigga fuck a dream water
You want red and purple so I threw some green on em
Even lil baby got a new Celine on her
She love my dirty draws, still won't put a ring on her
Know the denim purple, like I spilled some lean on it
Motherfuck the fame all I see is green homie
Rest in peace to Nip, imma keep the blues on me
Still working, never loud man im just a schooled youngin'
Im somewhere out of town only back when dude coming
She wanna fuck bad she keep sending nudes to me
Face gettin' money man that ain't no news to me
Face in that drop up the mile do somethin'
Niggas talkin' all that rah rah , shoot somethin'
Im on way to Tennessee now to scoop somethin'
I'ont know a lot but I know yo boo fuckin'
We dont talk often but just know the crew crunchin'
Im tryna mount some flatties in the crib, Who punchin' ?
They think its target practice how many niggas shoot pumpkins
Im in (?) my bitch was in love but she mad now
Me and R drunk a 8 of Wock and I passed out
[Talibando]
250k large at the stash house
Rollin' backwoods, countin' money til' I pass out
Havin' withdrawals of the road so im back now
My new bitch keep screamin' Ice me out she think she Kash Doll
Niggas talkiin' all that big money bring them racks out
Yea the Feds had the Bando piece but its back now
His first day home, went to Ruth Chris, po'ed a 4
Grabbed a quarter of the Pink Runts for us to smoke
Treat a bitch like good weed, hit her then pass her
Heard that nigga caught one case and turned into a pastor
You ain't getting money, you a dirty lil bastard
Touchdown in yo town with them presents like im Santa
I got too much to lose, but risk it all like a gambler
The longest yard ain't tryna end up like Adam Sandler
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