[Intro: Babyface Ray]
You know what it is
Lil' Muney never told
Long live Memo, know them boys can't fuck with us
Yeah

[Verse: Babyface Ray]
Yeah, I get off the pills, tell a n***a exactly how it feel
I just crushed a model, sent her home, Hollywood Hills (Gone)
Rich n***a sippin', I just raised a number on the seals (Ice)
Had to tell him, trappin' not at a hobby, n***a, it's a skill
Lose control and grab the wheel, I shop where Adam Sandler be
Live like it's a fantasy
Told her eat them n***as, swallow it, the plan was never be
Let us just get the work and take it there, the skin was never me (Oh)
She keep tryna tellin' me
I'm a wild boy (Wild boy), hit the Gallery at Detroit, shine, I'm drippin' Tom Ford (For real)
I'm the coldest cowboy, run through grass and lawn mow it (Lawn)
Shorty bad and 5'4", I jump off the diving board, splash
Like the gas, love it, told her, "Baby, ride for me" (Ride for me)
So much money in my mama's house, I had to hide it from her (So much, so much)
How you got her watchin' lectures, still don't tell the time on it
Still ain't seen a hundred Gs, tell me what you learnin' from it
You in the way (You in the way, n***a)
N***as in the way
I was at the spot the day I heard a n***a say
They be watchin', they be plottin', told 'em, "Yeah, okay" (Yeah, okay)
I been ridin' by myself, me and baby Drac', yeah (Brrt)
I ain't talkin' clothes out the Galley, get some works (For real)
Once you buy a n***a private rides, that's just how it work (For real)
5 a.m. in Malibu, I'm talkin' business, hit the service (For real)
Penthouse with the balcony, I just tell her, "Mama, lift your skirt" (Come on)
N***as askin' questions, they just dyin', know a n***a worth
Jumbo, new for real bag, rockin' shit just like a purse (Woo)
Wake up every mornin', sippin' drink just like my n***a Perk
I ain't see a crowd or have a hand when I was in the dirt
At the bottom, I'm just tryna find my way up to the top (Find my way to the top)
Wocky with the other slime, I'm just wakin' up now (Boom)
Hit your block, then hit your block again, yeah, how many do you got? (Got)
I'm a boy and you her boyfriend, that's my lil' thot, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
And I remember times I was broke, but I could see it
School night, the textin', used to go to Galleria
Diamonds dancin' on me, elegant like ballerinas
Tryna ball with me, I fuck around again and end the season
I just pray to God that you ain't trippin' by the skeezin'
Once you get a rock, you better not stop, you better bbleed that
I don't get nothin' but head from her, where is Beavis? (Yeah, phew)
[Outro: Babyface Ray]
Mob
We still sippin' on the Wock', n***a fuckin' with the Quay-Quay right now
Fresh back from L.A., doin' my motherfuckin' thing
Know the gang, n***a
Waves on every motherfuckin' chain