Beach Party Babyfxce E (Ft. Lil Lik)

[Intro]
(Rich100, show 'em how you do)

[Verse 1: Lil Lik]
Stop braggin' 'bout that old shit, boy, that shit past tense
This bitch don't look how she look in her pictures, she a catfish
I grew up on Arizona and Branch doin' backflips
He know how to make it look good for Snap, naw, he ain't that lit
Don't know where I would be if Key ain't put that bag behind this rap shit
Play with the gang and see, them boys gon' show you that they really fap shit
He got off that road and spent that shit on clothes, he tryna act rich
I love makin' pros and pros make me feel like I'm livin' lavish
I can't hide my gun, I shouldn't've worn these shorts, but it's hot out
Bro be drivin' fast, told him stop the whip so I can hop out
My opps don't be on shit, they always on the Snap, but they don't pop out
I know my mama love me, but I know she ain't proud that I'm a dropout
I told her I'ma go back and finish, mе and Baby K
I'm in that kitchen doin' business, I feel like Rachеl Ray
I'm reminiscing 'bout Lil Will, I do that every day
This a forty-thousand-dollar trip, we just hit seven states
We finna hit this nigga block two whips deep, tryna make somethin' shake
By the time the police catch us, we got separate plates
By the time he know he dead, he at the heaven gates
I told you shut your mouth, boy, what the fuck I say?
I got that blicky on me, you can't catch no fade
He thought I was scared to knuck and buck, ain't know I had that thing
All that strong shit gon' get you blew, boy, you is not my weight
You better get off your ass and make some bands and pick up your pace