[Intro]

(Coach me, Joey)

(It's a Wayne beat)

(Joey)

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]

I be money in Atlanta and Cali

Number close to me be like Gucci, Bally

Her ass was small, now it's silicone plastic

Her stomach so small, make you separate from family

For close interactions when them 38s handy

Head right over the counter for cut how I'm playin' it

If I said somethin' dope, a bag of change how I said it

If I said somethin' dope, a bag of change how I—

I just threw up off a Perc', I'm energized, energetic

Feel the scars from the streets a lil' morе when you bled it

If you text and I don't tеxt back, that's 'cause I never read it

Nine ounces in a one-liter, damn near dead it

Bounce on the bed before I fuck, make sure the bed springs ready

How you eatin' like that? Because the dope fiends let me

How you pullin' up on niggas like you Rocaine ready?

Niggas sick 'cause we done came all heavy

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]

Freshly prepared about some beef, who gon' shoot first?

I'll do this shit sober as hell, but took two Percs

Could've been cashed out on my truck, I came coupe first

Last batch, auntie ain't like, got some new work

Perc 10s don't get me high no more, but the blues work

Beat my bitch ass, then walked out with a cool smirk

I stay lyin' to that girl face 'cause the truth hurt

Drunk sixty lines of Hi-Tech, got my tooth hurtin'

Pressure make a nigga kill himself or bow down

Grew up in the jungle, I just hung around a wild crowd

Always interactive, nigga never had an odd style

Reactin' off of rage, it's kind hard for me to calm down

Grew up in the 6 right down the street from Kettering

Keepin' all the funds to myself, that's embezzlement

This Palm Angel jacket cost more, check the lettering

I grind for it, boy, you steal money, no comparison

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]

Mask on with a set of gloves, hope I don't get sick

She keep lettin' me hit it from the back, she tryna get thick

I ain't stuck in the Flint bubble, I'm tryna get rich

I know her head fire as fuck, she got big lips

Gym bag full of handguns, I'm tryna start a war

Old pint of Act' from '06, this a dinosaur

I'll pay an extra twelve hundred, you find it for me

Beef is when you can't sleep at night, you could find me snorin'

I'm just another lil' nigga from the bedrock

She suckin' dick with the door open, had to put her in a headlock

Fake-ass Rollie, can't even tell when it's twelve o'clock

I can't find the opps nowhere, they must be deadstock

We all know the real, I run my city

Really, I can thug in every hood without a gun with me

But let a nigga take me out, I bet he comin' with me

No cap, on house arrest, Apple Music sent me one-fifty

[Interlude: Louie Ray]

Woo, shit

Mmm, okay

[Verse 4: Louie Ray]

Before I pop the whole Perc', I like to nibble 'round the edges

Her head fire, I done damn near snatched out the edges

We finna make a movie, you see Jerrick here or Brandon

I fucked the bitch in Bal Harbour too, but that was random

How a nigga who really told reach out and say somethin'?

Nigga, if I ain't get unc' to go, you would've stayed strugglin'

If I ain't put you on my shoulders, you would've stayed nothin'

Niggas get to feelin' they themself lose from it

Why the fuck you run to the bookings if they know somethin'?

Same nigga who could never come up 'til he stole somethin'

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]

I'll kill myself before I let you disrespect me

I'm goin' on a diet, extra cheese on my veggies

I'm goin' back stock, I took the beat out the Chevy

Bro chain gon' be rough, he spent a Hellcat with Gary

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG]

If you take your beef to Facebook, we cannot respect you

'Cause I fucked you three times raw, we is not together

I'm finna use this four-five again, I'm cleanin' out the barrel

Pull up on a nigga at the light and treat him like he Harold