[Intro: OhGeesy]
Yeah
(N***as can't fuck with Baby E)

[Verse 1: OhGeesy]
Man, I got a question, tell me, what's your salary?
You a work of art, you belong in a gallery
We can run it up, burn a lot of calories
Keep broke shit away, I got allergies
Getting too much money, is that why these n***as mad at me?
Too turnt up, yeah, that's the way I had to be
It going out bad, out sad, what a tragedy
Top-notch bitches, I don't fuck with hoes that's raggedy
Can't you see, baby girl, that's why I'm fucking with you?
Green twenties, pink fifties, and the hundreds is blue
One day you be my bitch and I'ma run it by you
New shoes, new bag, I might get you a coupe
Put you on somethin' new give you residuals too
You don't gotta say you feelin' me, I'm feelin' you too
Take a dip in the jacuzzi and then swim in the pool
Order takeout, smoke a blunt with it too
Pop a glass to our soul and get drunk with it too
You could bring your best friend, she gon' fuck with it too
Bae, you fuckin' with a gangster, a gentleman too
Be careful when you fuck with me, you'll stuck like some glue
[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
Hear it's money on the phone, I'm picking up every time
You know I need every penny, but I ain't dropping no dimes
If I ain't picking off your plate, why you picking off mine?
I swear that pussy do Vodou, lil' baby still on my mind (She on my mind)
When I look up in the past, I came a long way
RIP the dead homies, I miss them all day
He posting jewelry on the 'Gram, but it's all fake
Huh, cut my grass, I looked down, it was all snakes
Geesy finna pick me up ten times if I fall eight
Baby know I got some long dick with some pape'
Brought some molly with me, fuck her right, we made a whole tape
Nut up in her mouth, all he tasted was some Colgate
Rack-flipper, cash-getter, tryna grab n***as
I ain't tryna squabble, ain't no blicky, I'ma stab n***as
You know we gon' stand on business like a businessman
Peanut butter Gen5 spinning like the ceiling fan, we need it, huh
Hey, we on they block, buttons on us, yeah, we tryna kill a demon (Kill a demon)
Ayy, spin they block, double back, they tryna help that n***a breathing
But it's too late, all these n***as too fake, but pop it like the shoecase
Huh, you know I got that water boy like Bobby Boucher
I just made a hundred twenty thousand off of two plays
Play with us, you know we on your top, we on your toupee
I've been tryna ball since a jit, not no 2K
This double make a n***a jump back, fix the two-face
That pussy bomb as hell, that's my baby, that's my boo thing
Ooh, dang