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Ray
I ain't stressed bout nothin
Just know they got me fucked up

Big bag, gotta chase it
Get my bucks up
I was mixing white with the brown
Had me fucked up

I was in the trap
Countin' green, smokin' green too
My bitch said that I'm mean
But she mean too

All I want is racks
Run it up, multiple it by two
Hatin' ass niggas wanna watch
Try to do what I do

I might take his bitch to the crib
Now we doin' the do
Told him send me the pack
And watch what I do

Good gas I'm blowin' some O's
Come and get you two
Yeah, my bitch bad

And she bi
So I'm fuckin' on two
Ooh, he got them chains on uh huh
But I'm not 2

Chains
Bein' ballin
Harden', James
Niggas think im playin
But it's really not a game
Know a couple shooters
They gon' shoot it like they Dame
Pull up to the scene

And them bitches be like, Dang
Always bein' humble
But I gotta talk my shit
Weed got me paranoid

So I gotta tote the stick
All this water on me
You would think I'm servin' bricks
Told him shit ain't sweet

Lookin' like a walkin' lick
She got an eye on me
I think she wanna lick
She look like Naomi

I think I wanna hit
I keep that nine on me
I'ma let it hit
When she go down on me

I need extra spit
Niggas thinkin' small
Told em think big, bitch
All this drip on me

Wetter than a big bitch
I go hard in the paint
Told em get big, bitch
All this Za in my lungs

Know I smoke Big Bit
Gotta hustle for the family
Like I'm T.I
Worldwide, be the game

I'ma rep it till I die
Man, them boys don't want smoke
If they do, they gotta fly
I want all the smoke

I feel like I can fly
These niggas say they real
But they really not
I might go and get some ice

I'm havin' hella knots
I told that bitch I wanna fuck
But she can't stay tonight
I gave my bitch good dick

She said, you do right
They ask me, Ray, how you feelin'
I'm feelin' good
Inhaling Za in my lungs

Good gas, I'm smokin
You can smell it when you hit the door
Before you leave, come and shop
Come and get a O

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