[Intro]
(Manny, where are you at?)
Okay
This shit different
Showin' love to a n***a
Everybody wanna be a— with a n***a
We been went street platinum, n***a, y'all know what's goin' on (Yeah)
Hoes in the crowd goin'— shit different
Still grinding, n***a (Shit different)
Okay (Ghetto Boyz shit, bitch)

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Okay I love it when love in the streets hit different
You can tell it cost more than ten stacks, this bitch hittin'
Gotta push the pedal down, leg straight when you stick it
When you worth what they be payin', they gon' wait for you up Terrance
Can't be sittin' 'round waitin' on no pape', we gon' secure it
I feel like I got a million in the bank, I'm insured
Slap rims on the car just to park it on the curb
I be high talkin' shit, I'm a shark off the syrup
I be n***as that be pourin' up snot, but it's syrup
I ain't X-d out, the Off-White big on my shirt
My small piece worth a big worth of work
I done spinned out, I be goin' big on the turn
Have it to you in a minute, bro, I'm big on returns
Let me trap out your spot, you get a crib in return
[Interlude: AllStar Lee & Louie Ray]
Get a whole house (For sure)
Young n***as livin' like that
Shit serious (Yeah)

[Verse 2: AllStar Lee]
Your mans snitched when he was eighteen, why he keep actin' like it's old?
You got lil' boy money, quit actin' like you grown
I got them wops, I just got eleven hundred sold
Times that by eight, that's thirty minutes after leaving home
My shoes was eight somethin', bitch, that shit like eight singles
Told her I want a relationship, spend every day with her
Got the pussy, nutted, told her, "Uh, think I'ma stay single"
Brodie throw the mask on so they can't put your face in it
6 Mile, Brick Mile, that's my area
Handsome with a lot of bands, bitches wanna marry me
Your life a fairytale, my life bands and scales
This dogfood like pain, take whippings very well
Platinum stash for the work, I'm really ridin' clean
Blind a bitch with my diamonds, blind n***as with the beam
Get your stupid ass smoked, call you nicotine
What's better a loyal bitch or a loyal fiend?
Man, shit, I'ma say both
But I still ain't puttin' no pussy over no pape', though

[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
Pussy probably leave a n***a broke, money— okay
Pussy probably leave a n***a— naw, for real (Yeah)
Pussy probably leave a n***a broke, money make more
I'm ridin' 'round with legal racks on me, fuck state patrol
Skub be on his shit anyway, ain't gotta say patrol
I can get these hoes to do whatever if it say Patrón (Rrah)
That's another shootout outside the show
Got the outsiders scared, is it safe to go?
Fin on me, I ain't askin' is it safe to blow?
Ten on me, that ain't even what I'm tryna show (Man, fuck that)
So much money, bro, it's gettin' on my nerves
I'm the motivator, they know I'm good off the word
Never know I'm fucked up 'cause I be good when I'm hurt
I could probably hold it to the side and blow, I ain't nervous
Quick to take it wrong, you better watch how you word it
Acetyl not normal, I had to watch how I serve it
This ain't Brooklyn, got lil' homie 'nem watchin' where I serve
This rap pape' feel fake, I had to fuck around and burn it
Okay, DistroKid got free zips (Okay)
I feel like I'm worth too much for free shit (For sure)
I feel like I'm still this close to gettin' pinched (Damn)
N***as still tryna go street platinum, but we did, n***a (Swear to God, n***a)
[Outro: Louie Ray]
Been did too, at the, yeah
Now I think about it, yeah, we been kinda did that, alright