[Intro]
DODBH

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
Yeah, I'm moving overly cautious, the streets talkin'
Got a n***a sleep walkin'
Sippin' on the plane, n***a fuck a Dream Water
You want red and purple so I threw some green on 'em
Even lil' baby got a new Celine on her
She love my dirty draws, still won't put a ring on her
Know the denim Purple, like I spilled some lean on it
Motherfuck' the fame, all I see is green homie
Rest in peace to Nip, I'ma keep the blues on me
Still working, never loud, man, I'm just a schooled youngin
I'm somewhere out of town, only back when dude coming
She wanna fuck bad, she keep sending n***s to me
Face gettin' money, man, that ain't no news to me
Face in that drop up the Mile, do somethin'
N***as talkin' all that rah-rah , shoot somethin'
I'm on way to Tennessee now to scoop somethin'
I don't know a lot but I know yo' boo fuckin'
We don't talk often but just know the crew crunchin'
I'm tryna mount some flatties in the crib, who punchin'?
They think its target practice how my n***as shoot pumpkin
I'm at Hashbrown, my bitch was in love but she mad now
Me and R drunk a eight of Wock' and I passed out
[Verse 2: Talibando]
Two-hundred and fifty K large at the stash house
Rollin' Backwoods, countin' money til' I pass out
Havin' withdrawals about the road so I'm back now
My new bitch keep screamin' "Ice me out", she think she Kash Doll
N***as talkin' all that big money, bring them racks out
Yeah the feds had the bando piece but it's back now
His first day home, we went to Ruth Chris, po'ed a fo'
Grabbed a quarter of the Pink Runtz for us to smoke
Treat a bitch like good weed, hit her then pass her
Heard a n***a caught one case and turned into a pastor
You ain't getting money, you a dirty lil' bastard
Touchdown in yo' town with them presents like I'm Santa
I got too much to lose, but risk it all like a gambler
The longest yard, ain't tryna end up like Adam Sandler

[Outro]
DODBH