(feat. Pooh Gutta)
Doin' mutherfuckin' favors man
Ay, where Atlanta at, what's happenin'?
Get drunk
It's your boy Ray Cash I'm goin' to the hood
I got my little nigga
State your name gangsta (Pooh Gutta! yeah)
It's goin' down right now man
Red grill what I claim
You know my mutherfuckin' name bitch
Holla, ready Pooh?
I got a couple bad bitches and they love to fuck
I pull it out their pussy and skeet on their butts
They call me Ray Dollas, Daddy for short
Mr. C-O-D bitch, fuck you thought
I'm still a pimp (pimp) with my own (own) you know
Got ho's clingin' and swingin' inside a Yugo
Trappin' is a habit, I do it on the daily
Look I ain't in the cabinet so it's fuck you pay me
Say Ray gone crazy, hustle drove him insane
Chrome ass nigga's mad 'cause we ain't eatin' the same
I don't know what you want but I will work like I got coupons
Need a fuckin' bread truck, y'all can eat the croutons
What you know about a turkey sandwich with grey poupon?
We work money scale, all on the guitar
Sendin' rubberbands in my pocket, and understood
What you dissin'? Show us here
Naw bitch, I'm in the hood
You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That pussy tight (that pussy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid
It's your boy Gutta, just set the record straight
I'm on the track with Ray (vrooom)
Now that's my pussy, Ray
Gwap nigga's rap real in that royal camp
And I got a lotta ho's but I love all my loyal tramps
Like Paris, she do whatever fun to do
We had to let her go (why?)
('Cause that bitch was a ho!)
We get paper and we get what we want
You nigga's can't even do that (say it)
(Aight nigga, you broke)
Have my paper, or shit'll get crazy
I have my main lady sing Rock-a-bye Baby
My gwap right so it's Eagles what we orderin'
Don't work that block right
We comin' from (? nose after Torres in?)
You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That pussy tight (that pussy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid
Youngin' where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, what you doin'?
Gettin' money
Who them nigga's talkin' shit
Man fuck them mutherfuckers
Go on ahead and earn your stripes
Blocka-blocka-blocka-blocka
I went and picked up my youngin'
Told him take a ride with your uncle
Grandma's givin' it down there
'Cause when we gon' take a ride through these jungles
You know what I do with the flow and
You know I hustle on the humble
Aw, my little nigga NRG
(Now let's get ready to rumble!)
You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That pussy tight (that pussy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid
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Doin' mutherfuckin' favors man
Ay, where Atlanta at, what's happenin'?
Get drunk
It's your boy Ray Cash I'm goin' to the hood
I got my little nigga
State your name gangsta (Pooh Gutta! yeah)
It's goin' down right now man
Red grill what I claim
You know my mutherfuckin' name bitch
Holla, ready Pooh?
I got a couple bad bitches and they love to fuck
I pull it out their pussy and skeet on their butts
They call me Ray Dollas, Daddy for short
Mr. C-O-D bitch, fuck you thought
I'm still a pimp (pimp) with my own (own) you know
Got ho's clingin' and swingin' inside a Yugo
Trappin' is a habit, I do it on the daily
Look I ain't in the cabinet so it's fuck you pay me
Say Ray gone crazy, hustle drove him insane
Chrome ass nigga's mad 'cause we ain't eatin' the same
I don't know what you want but I will work like I got coupons
Need a fuckin' bread truck, y'all can eat the croutons
What you know about a turkey sandwich with grey poupon?
We work money scale, all on the guitar
Sendin' rubberbands in my pocket, and understood
What you dissin'? Show us here
Naw bitch, I'm in the hood
You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That pussy tight (that pussy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid
It's your boy Gutta, just set the record straight
I'm on the track with Ray (vrooom)
Now that's my pussy, Ray
Gwap nigga's rap real in that royal camp
And I got a lotta ho's but I love all my loyal tramps
Like Paris, she do whatever fun to do
We had to let her go (why?)
('Cause that bitch was a ho!)
We get paper and we get what we want
You nigga's can't even do that (say it)
(Aight nigga, you broke)
Have my paper, or shit'll get crazy
I have my main lady sing Rock-a-bye Baby
My gwap right so it's Eagles what we orderin'
Don't work that block right
We comin' from (? nose after Torres in?)
You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That pussy tight (that pussy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid
Youngin' where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, where you at?
I'm in the hood, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, what you doin'?
Gettin' money, what you doin'?
Gettin' money
Who them nigga's talkin' shit
Man fuck them mutherfuckers
Go on ahead and earn your stripes
Blocka-blocka-blocka-blocka
I went and picked up my youngin'
Told him take a ride with your uncle
Grandma's givin' it down there
'Cause when we gon' take a ride through these jungles
You know what I do with the flow and
You know I hustle on the humble
Aw, my little nigga NRG
(Now let's get ready to rumble!)
You got your hair pop (hair pop)
Your nails right (nails right)
That ass fat (ass fat)
That pussy tight (that pussy tight)
Niggas get this gwap, it's on it right
You hit the jackpot you're goin' home with me tonight
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) what you say?
Bitch I'm a gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga)
Gwap nigga (gwap nigga) Bitch I'm paid
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