[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
It ain't my fault you fucked your money up, nigga
Blindfold on, ridin' 'round clear tint
Hope you know that I ain't tryna hide from you niggas
You know I earned the right to go hard on a bitch
[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
They like, "Boy, you deserve it"
They see me, they gettin' nervous, don't you worry
Only came for one thing, I remember my first G
I remember my first ten, sellin' paperwork with Ri
I wish Soda was alive, used to see him every week
First one to tell me pick between rapping or the streets
Treat me like a rapper now, but all that cappin', it ain't mе
All that actin', it ain't me, all that Act' we used to drink
All that shit that wе done done, never used a one-on-one
All I know is buy a load, take 'em there, and fuck 'em up
Niggas sprintin' with the bag, so all that frontin' done
Yeah, drop it with no care, the tab be like a hundred
They call me, know I'm comin', masterpiece like I'm Crumble
Tarzan plain jane, swingin' through the jungle
Nigga screamin', "Gang gang," I don't even know you
That cup got me knocked, so I try not to promote it
[Chorus: Babyface Ray & DaeMoney]
It ain't my fault you fucked your money up, nigga
Blindfold on, ridin' 'round clear tint (Yeah)
Hope you know that I ain't tryna hide from you niggas (Uh-uh)
You know I earned the right to go hard on a bitch
It ain't my fault you fucked your money up, nigga
Blindfold on, ridin' 'round clear tint
Hope you know that I ain't tryna hide from you niggas
You know I earned the right to go hard on a bitch
[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
They like, "Boy, you deserve it"
They see me, they gettin' nervous, don't you worry
Only came for one thing, I remember my first G
I remember my first ten, sellin' paperwork with Ri
I wish Soda was alive, used to see him every week
First one to tell me pick between rapping or the streets
Treat me like a rapper now, but all that cappin', it ain't mе
All that actin', it ain't me, all that Act' we used to drink
All that shit that wе done done, never used a one-on-one
All I know is buy a load, take 'em there, and fuck 'em up
Niggas sprintin' with the bag, so all that frontin' done
Yeah, drop it with no care, the tab be like a hundred
They call me, know I'm comin', masterpiece like I'm Crumble
Tarzan plain jane, swingin' through the jungle
Nigga screamin', "Gang gang," I don't even know you
That cup got me knocked, so I try not to promote it
[Chorus: Babyface Ray & DaeMoney]
It ain't my fault you fucked your money up, nigga
Blindfold on, ridin' 'round clear tint (Yeah)
Hope you know that I ain't tryna hide from you niggas (Uh-uh)
You know I earned the right to go hard on a bitch
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