[Intro]
(You recordin', Smerf?)
(Girl, is that Boobie on the beat?)

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray & G.T.]
Only time I really get sleep is the redeye
Gave the tan ginger 4’s to my cousin, they deadstock
Heard your top shotta checked out from a headshot
I'ma do me, push the brand 'til my mans pop
Them bad hoes you chasin’ throw the pussy to your boy on the 'Gram now
I'm not excited, I just wanna take care of the fam' now
When life give you lemons, make lemonade
Add a old line of Hi-Tech in the cup 'cause I'm into drank
They know my stage name when I'm in the bank
They know my real name, but you can just call him Baby Ray

[Verse 2: G.T.]
N***as love talkin' that opp shit
You got beef and it ain’t about paper, that’s cop shit
Rap checks come kinda slow, but the block lit
The work make the whites come together like moshpits
Ninety-day grind out of bounds where you can't even come outside
For them dead presidents, make the block come alive
Fishtailin’ in the 'Vette all down Hauto Drive
And we fucked a hundred hoes right by Autobahn
[Verse 3: Babyface Ray]
That money changed my appearance on the dollar-sign
Brodie problems, they're my problems now
Double cup on Saks counter while I count it out
Man, this jacket hard as fuck, tryna sound it out
Yeah, bitches tellin' me they love me
You must ain’t see the work, n***as tellin' me I'm lucky
I was lil' neph', n***as tellin' me I'm Unky
My n***as from the B and they gon' wrap him like a mummy

[Verse 4: Samuel Shabazz]
I kept this shit a trillion with you n***as, no lies
[?][1:37], baby, you'd be surprised
Ooh-woah-oh-oh, days in the cold
I just want way more than what they ever told me
I just want way more than what they try to sell me
I just want way more, way more than ever before me
And I know they wanna take my soul
They know I'm a king and they wanna take my throne
I stay out the way, I gotta play my role
You know that this game is if you sold, not told