[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
I got a big bank
Let them know this shit stank
Babyface, but I'm rocking a big face
Well known in 6 states
Celebrating, but it ain't my birthday
N***as just get cake
Get back, get your ass wacked
Sergical in this bitch [?]
Real n***as done turned fake
I seen it all
I'm the n***a that you know score touchdowns without the ball
Tell my bitch it might be a workout when we leave the mall, 'cause my bags heavy
Don't call me until my cash heavy
See my old hoes, then I act petty
[?] can't fuck with me, you know my cup with me
Real boss, ain't no touching me
Ain't gon' make it back, and n***a come for me
Dub on me, can't go in there n***a, less the club want me
One and only, fuck with street n***as, more money than the club [?]
New coupe when I pull through, doing numbers on YouTube
Doing numbers in the hood too, and I'm good in the berbs too
Boy, you my son, like I birthed you
Your bitch can't fuck with my worst two
Going in like a kerphew, spilling drank, chewing percs too
Raff Simands in my closet, bitch, blow a check, 'cause I'm balling, bitch
Fuck her good, never call a bitch
I ain't never really lost shit
These n***as tryna act like they don't see me, but they watching heavy
You getting money, but you kinda petty
Tell the truth, lil n***a, you ain't ready
Used to ride 6's on the Chevy
That's an old school
Put my life on these ProTools
I run game, and I coach too
They copy swag [?]
You sleep, n***a, then hit the snooze
We up forever, fuck whoever
We don't want shit but the chetter, n***a
[Verse 2: Peezy]
I got a big amount
I had them in a drout
Baby chopper sitting in the couch
I fuck your bitch and I send her out
Rap sheet, got some felonies
Still fuck around on the side
Crossed over plenty state lines
Take the plain for the safe side
If you really getting money, show it
Break a half pound down and blow it
Stevie Wonder, talking to you n***as, saying y'all can't see Peezy and you know it
Better show up with that check then
I'm a ghetto boy, and that's it
Bad bitches talk the best shit
But can't even really suck dick
[?] exit
And I never ever seen these n***as inside of the club flexing
And I fucked on my best friend
Fuck n***as got no say so
Hustle hard, and I ain't change clothes
Stack until the whole month gone
Sucker shit is what I ain't on
You can move right on hard road
We still don't live by the same code
Throwing bands on the stage though
N***a, long live Flav, ho
Skip the fake and the foney shit, let's get straight down to the pro
You don't know, then you will never know
They just popped a whole chetter grove