Today Louie Ray (Ft. Dave East)

[Intro]
Fuck the fire, we got greese
It's a Wayne beat

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
It's some money on the floor, I know the way
I might catch an uber to the pape don't run away
If the bitch wanna leave, I might let her run away
[?] I'm driving also getting head along the way
This shit easy, I could drop a song and give a song away
I'm fresh out the streets, just gave my trap phone away
Just at your middle man [?] sold a quarter yesterday
Was on the edge of Texas, looking at the border yesterday
Bought some shoes that don't come out til next year yesterday
Didn't even have to kill the beef, he just somehow passed away

[Verse 2: Dave East]
Counting paper, we ain't popping out today
Headshot, D.O.A., [?] operate
Already loaded, plug fronting, but I told him I can wait
Went from selling medison to making what your doctor make
I've been tryna consintrate, blowing cronic, Dr. Dre
Back hurting, big cuban on this chain, a lotta weight
Too many demans in my wake, sometimes I feel I gotta pray
Carti a left, Patek on my right, got time today
Cold nigga, they ain't believed it, til I showed niggas
Old niggas ask for paper, knowing they old niggas
Tried to give them the blueprint, and I ain't know Jigga
Now they so bitter, I had to watch them [?]
Cigar smokers and don sippers [?] liquor
It was 40's in the bag, now it's 40 in my bag
Me and my man [?] 40 bring a mask
You got nervous with that Glock, threw your 40 in the trash
Blew 40 on the bracelet, number 40 in the stash
10 on your [?] 40 in your stash, all cash
Asking [?] apartment full of bags
He up to something, he talking fast