(Louie Ray)

Too much drank for a baby bottle I might fuck Alr

I got Too much drank for a baby bottle I might fuck her raw tonight make a babymomma

You can stop a n***a engine you just need a choppa

I coulda been a Pablo I just needed Blanco

1000 in cash is the new dollar

You ain’t really getting money unless it’s two commas

You a think I had 100 feet gotta shoe problem

And nah I don’t really like you that’s a new problem

Buss open the trap get a few out it

It’s hard being broke and not knowing what to do about it

(King Rye)

I got a short temper don’t test me
I came iced out stocked up Wayne Gretzky

Hittin corners through the hood like I made it

My n***a got bail this morning so I paid it

Caught a play and upgraded to a big bag

Thought he wanted smoke until I left him with a shitbag

Pussy n***a tried to rush me in a Porsche

Now he sitting still getting cold in the morgue

I don’t write no statements let me calm down

When I dream all I hear is 30 round sounds

I’m in the streets it’s the only way I get paid

I ont got no time for that n***a cause he bitch made

(Louie Ray)

Late night with a bitch she getting pound down
Late night shots 30 rounds sounds

I compare the weed to the sound cause it’s too loud
In my hood I got everything locked within two miles

I’m concrete I bruise out

Who tryna buy a brick I got two now

I... want the opps to die like pull the tube out

I left everything in my last crib like I ain’t move out

(King Rye)

They ain’t going where we going they ain’t real enough

Shouldna popped em in the head he ain’t feel enough

Take em for his shit cause he a walkin lick

Got real n***as in the feds and they walking shit

I got real deal straps like John wick

You don’t even got your own car that’s yo mom shit
I drunk too much lean no it’s over

Popped a adderall in 30 minutes I was sober

It’s no question whether imma slide

You talk that shit to Louie know it’s fenna be a homicide

Babies crying

Mommas dying

Yea this shit get too real

I shot it then I went and got some wings call me Lou Will

Damn

Now I’m trippin, I’m ballin on these hoes
You ain’t even Scottie Pippen

I let her take a small sip of Wocki now she trippin

I never hold a bag too long cause it’s flippin