[Intro: Babyface Ray]
(Antt did the track)
Yeah (Beatgang)
Ayy
Band
Let me hear my adlibs too
Yeah

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
Dinner table with two bitches (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a calculator, add up digits, baby (Add me up)
I been gettin' money, I been gettin' faded (Faded)
Fuck around with them boys, get eliminated
I gotta keep a stick, n***as think I'm sweet
Got 'em glancin' at my pockets 'cause they know I got it (It's on me)
I graduated hard knocks, I ain't go to college (Uh-uh)
I just wanna drop the Wraith and let lil' brodie drive it (Skrrt)
Plug bless you in the clutch, feel like Kobe shot it (Yeah)
You ain't heard about the gang, ask your ho about us (Yeah)
Young n***as lettin' it fly, we watch the money pile up
You ran off, I heard you hidin', get your homie shot up (Come here)

[Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Yeah, stood tall with my back against the wall, n***a
Stood tall with my back against the wall
Stood tall with my back against the wall, n***a
We don't want that lil' shit, we want it all
What you do with that work? I sent that off, ayy
N***a play on our turf, we knock him off, ayy
You can't find that lil' n***a, that boy lost, ayy
Whoever said we fell off, that shit false, hey
[Verse 2: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Stand-up n***a, I don't squat when I piss, n***a
To get where I'm at, I took all type of risks, n***a
Heard I'm fuckin' on your bitch, now you throwin' fits, n***a
I just took a bad lil' bitch from this rich n***a
Your lil' money ain't shit, mmm, I'll take it
Said she ain't never sold pussy, I'ma make her
These n***as so foul, they gon' fake it 'til they make it
Ride around with a soul-snatcher, n***a, they gon' take it
N***a break that code, mmm, left that body vacant
Hmm, she broke a Perc' in half, now her body naked
Bitch, that bag just touched down, we celebratin'
Ayy, Ray, they tryna take our style, but we elevatin', n***a

[Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Stood tall with my back against the wall, n***a
Stood tall with my back against the wall
Stood tall with my back against the wall, n***a
We don't want that lil' shit, we want it all
What you do with that work? I sent that off, ayy
N***a play on our turf, we knock him off, ayy
You can't find that lil' n***a, that boy lost, ayy
Whoever said we fell off, that shit false, hey

[Outro]
(Beatgang)