YSL Woody Tay B (Ft. Babyface Ray)

[Intro: Tay B]
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Alright
Huh

[Verse 1: Tay B]
Neck lit, wrist bust, get your bitch fucked
Grind like I ain't got shit, but I'm a rich fuck
I really think my bank account growin', it got the hiccups
I really think it's funny, all my opps startin' to clique up

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Yeah, neck lit, wrist plain, get your bitch slain
Face all on the couch, look like Rick James
Told her sign with the Mob, what's an NDA?
This a 2024, scratchin' off with the temp plates

[Verse 3: Tay B]
Like a cheatin'-ass wife, I'll hurt a man
Omarion, Marques Houston, I'll serve a man, huh
High as hell in traffic with Wham, 'bout to swerve again
I pull up in Rolls-Royce, he in Virgil Benz
Huh, yeah, I don't need no nigga to come hold my hand
Never know what I'm thinkin', I don't show my hand
Shit, you gon' see it when you see it, you can't know my plans
Why you keep askin' 'bout cuz? You don't know my mans