Spending Spree Babyface Ray (Ft. Veeze)

[Intro: Veeze]
Krazy Mob (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
You starvin', I get this shit regardless, I'm tellin' you
I'm busy, bitch, can't fit you in my schedule, I want revenue
All in NYC, I'm at Saks Fifth Avenue
Fuck it, cut her off, I seen her out, she like, "I'm mad at you" (Nah)
Suites and courtside seats, players tryna meet
I'm livin' right now, but I got youngins who'll die for me (Yeah)
Get my hands dirty, make it right, this shit pottery (Woo)
Talkin' slick, have my niggas blitz, fuck apologies (Woo)
You gon' give me honesty or you gon' lie to me?
All that love I had for her, a ratchet sucked it out me (She nasty)
Bitch, calm down before I block you, know I'm living drama-free
The empire built like Roc-A-Fella, I ain't tryna link

[Verse 2: Veeze]
I got thots and I got bad bitches throwin' twat on me
I can't talk until I sip my syrup, you gotta pardon me
I just ran up like a buck and a half in Dior joggin' sneaks
My young niggas scam the world so much, fucked up the economy (Ayy)
I'm too slick, wanna keep your bitch? Then keep her from 'round lil' Veeze (Aha)
I ain't shit, but pour the syrup so thick, like, I don't wanna sneak it (Who?)
Who the fuck all these fuckin' Wavy Navy wanna-bes? (Who they wanna be?)
I got hitters like raccoons, you least expect it, they gon' be on your street (Bah, bah)
Cop a bean, I got a pill for you, ain't you tryna geek? (Yeah)
Rip the seal, pour the shit, so dark look like it's coffee drink
Feel like Steph, I'm 'bout to fuck her friend, I'm bout to hit the three (Swish)
Fucked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree