Babyface Ray
Stomach Right
[Intro]
(K-K-K’Den Ju)
Shit, n***a, I just came up on the road with 20k, n***a I know for a fact she gon' fuck. Man this bitch so bad, she fuckin' rich n***as, man
You don't need no money if you fuck her right?

[Verse 1]
45HK on me, I don't wanna fight
Call the lean man to get my stomach right
N***a, I'll be a kingpin in my other life
I was broke and down bad for 300 nights
Dope got the recipe I'm servin' n***as (Ouu)
30 Rollies, watch on me, n***a fuck a like
N***a you don't even need no money if you fuck her right
When I hit the road you gon' stuff it right?
You wanna tote the strap, you gon' shoot it ain't you?
Pull up to the scene, all my n***as yankin'
The new YBI, bitch we young and dangerous
Put 'em on the news, make a n***a famous
Lil' n***a I ain't never danglin'
Get the advance, buy a bag, I ain't never changin'
I'ma still be countin' up if I never make it
Watch these n***as turn bitch, I just call 'em Caitlyn

[Bridge]
N***as turned they back on me so it's fuck n***as
N***as turned they back on me so it's fuck n***as
I'ma put the bag on my young n***as
N***as turned they back on me so it's fuck n***as
N***as turned they back on me so it's fuck n***as
[Verse 2]
Lame ass n***a, probably think I rap my brother life
UT frat house servin', that's my summer night
I told-, "I'm on my way, just have them numbers right"
I rather count this shit up, I ain't the party type
Fuckin' up them racks, man, I'm hardheaded
Fuck it, I'ma get it back 'cause my pieces hittin'
Not no credit card fraud, Ray, be specific
Bust up slab out the rapper, grab a piece, and hit it
You don't need a handout, you just need to listen
When you broke, n***as act like they don't see the vision
Funny, get a plate, the same n***as try to eat it with you
Codeine cowboy, I gotta keep a pistol
Umm, yeah
Fuck you mean n***a?