GhettoMOB Ray Foe (Ft. Peezy & Rio Da Yung OG)

[Intro]
(Doggy made the beat)

[Verse 1: Ray Foe]
Ayy, bitch we drink juice, we don't drink Goose
I'm at Ruth Chris sippin' on a pink deuce
Eatin' well-done lamb, no more eatin' soups
When I'm done with the Ram, I'ma get a coupe
Breaking news now, this shit just in
I can't even beef with a nigga only up ten
Pocket full of blues like a nigga just got jumped in
When your money don't fold, you can fuck twins
Plug say he got 'em for the twenty-two
Told him I'ma tell 'em twenty-five if that's cool with you
I got the pounds in and I can get the Scooby Doo
Might put the ball in your hands, see what you can do
I fuck with shorty, she an acrobat
Two things I can do, I can brag and trap
Niggas hatin' on thе mob, well, imagine that
Me and Gilliе came Ram trucks back-to-back, ayy
When you gettin' money, everybody start to hate you
And fuck all you bitches, all you hoes ungrateful
Probably in Seattle pourin' maple up with Fatal
Or somewhere out in Cali next door to the Staples
Message from my ex-bitch, "Call me when you able"
I'll never call your ass again, ho, I hate you
It was me and Crave in the house with no cable
And Wes, that's my brother from the grave to the cradle
Told Willie we gon' see an M off this shit
Told Hef we gon' see an M off this shit
Matter of time 'fore it's a brick on my wrist
Matter of time 'fore I put dick in your bitch, ayy
Smart bitch with a dumb ass, yeah
Smart nigga gettin' dumb cash, yeah
Ridin' on E, but got dumb gas, yeah
F's on the rims, they done flunked class, yeah