[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy
Ayy, ayy (From Detroit's west side)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
That bitch fuck with me 'cause I'm a big boss
N***a, she don't fuck with you 'cause you big soft
Ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Babys World]
Ayy, I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft
I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft
[Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
I was taught to feed my n***as, ain't no I in gang
We took them losses, ran it back up through the rain
I'm mad any pussy n***a tryna cross my way
I'm done playin', I'm pullin' up on n***as broad day
Give a fuck if you don't like me, I know God love me
This Glock love me, turn that chopper, it's gon' get ugly
It's a lot of punk n***as want me dead though
Better off shootin' yourself just like Plaxico
If I wasn't rappin', I'd be whippin' up the best of dope
G74s, call them bitches them cantaloupes
All these commas when I open up these envelopes
Touch Lonnie Bands, pussy n***a, you gon' get smoked

[Chorus: Babys World]
Ayy, I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft
I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft
[Verse 2: ShredGang Mone]
Shred (Shred, shred, shred)
I been ridin' in the Bronx (Uh-huh)
Dolo, blowin' on the 'Wood, a stick in the Glock (Thirty)
Hit his hood with the Drac', I'm like Jack in the box (Hello)
Locked my n***as down, but I promise ain't nothin' gon' stop (Nah)
Beef ain't beef 'til one of these n***as' partners drop (RIP)
My n***as punchin' in them stores, you n***as punchin' clocks (Heat, n***a)
I be on the same tip, what the fuck is an opp? (Who the fuck is you?)
We was duckin' from the feds, y'all was duckin' shots (Pussy)
By the time Auty three, I want her daddy rich (Yeah)
Need a new 'vert, Forgis on it with a flatty in it (With a flatty in it)
Who got the strongest Cookie west? You better ask them n***as (You better ask them n***as)
My bitch on her way from the Bay with a package with her (Shred)

[Chorus: Babys World]
Ayy, I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft
I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft
[Verse 3: Baby Money]
Ayy, we blow ratchets, a soul snatcher, got cold habits
Got roll habits, the blow slappin', my phone crackin'
I'll bring this chopper in the club, n***a keep Applin'
If I could find a brick plug, I won't keep rappin'
A hundred phones in one state, take a bite of the apple
Diamonds dance off the lights, that's a chain reaction
I'm in Givenchy with McQueen, I'm a fashion fanatic
Love to see that money trip, got a passion for stackin'
Up catchin' the package, once it land, then it vanish
Mix the Perc' with the Acty, we got blues and Opanas
See it in you bitches' eyes, y'all ain't 'bout nothin'
This shirt ain't got a sign on it, but it's five hundred

[Chorus: Babys World]
Ayy, I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft
I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft

[Verse 4: BandGang Masoe]
(Money)
My whips ain't got keys, my bitches charge fees (Uh-huh)
God blessed me like I sneezed (Achoo), that's why I'm so relieved
He ain't gang, make him leave (Gone), hands-on, we gon' squeeze
Out in Cali', different trees, catch flights out for them B's
Bro pop up, I got your P's, yeah, I got your P's
God protect your baby, please, feds wipin' us clean
Real boss, what you mean? Hustles come with the game, n***a
Want the money, keep the fame, wrong move, watch me bang, n***a
I can promise you that I will never change, n***a
'Cause n***as change once you start seein' some change, n***a
Lost my n***a back-to-back and it changed n***as
These n***as takin' all these shots, but ain't aimin' with 'em, money

[Chorus: Babys World]
Ayy, I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft
I'm in deep thought
I want some shit the key talk, what that lease cost?
You on some shit that be soft, callin' beef off
Nah, I'm a street boss, boy, the streets talk
I'm knee-deep and they soft