Ghetto FOD Boyz Louie Ray, Peezy, Lou Gram, Philthy Rich, Toohda Band$ & JUST BANG

[Intro]
(My nigga Johnny got another one)
(Vicky)

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
I jumped back up out the car, I just was gettin' high
Ain't no talkin' to me crazy, shit ain't finna fly
I treat this shit like competition, ain't no you and I
I tried to buy the watch up off his arm, but this bitch ain't my size
Three racks for the rental, shit, today, this mines, nigga
It seems like money find me, I don't get out and find niggas
I'm outside, I ain't just somewhere hidin', nigga
We pull up too deep for hoes, they be like, "Who all ridin' with us?"

[Verse 2: Peezy]
We got hoes in the front, we got hoes in the back
It look like a Magic School Bus inside this Cadillac
Five thousand for the Louis jacket with the hat to match
One-twenty for thе platinum Rollie, ain't got no platinum plaque
I had rocks in my sock like Cactus Jack
Bitchеs used to walk past me, now they can't, I'm havin' racks
Buy a Rollie for her, break up with the bitch, won't take it back
'Fore I walk up out this bitch again, I gotta break her back
Used to drop it in the pot, spin my wrist and bring it back
Twelve hundred for a circle, told him, "Fuck it, bring a stack"
Me and Philthy in that Wraith on 59 like we don't rap
Shoot your pussy ass fifty-nine times, you try to jack
Me and Louie Ray stompin' in that 'Hawk, just caught a flat
Size 46 Diors, they ain't fit, I brought 'em back
You might see it on me first before they put that shit in Saks
Had to take off all these Cubans, damn near broke my fuckin' neck, nigga (Yeah)