Ray Charles Slim Thug (Ft. BeatKing)

[Intro]
Yeah, hold up, Zilla, Jay, Thugga, Thugga,Thugga, Zilla

[Hook]
I’m in love, I’m in - I’m in - love, I’m in - I’m in - love with that paper
Fuck these niggas
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
All these forgies are like acorns
Never fall off nigga, straight ball

[Hook]
I’m in love, I’m in - I’m in - love, I’m in - I’m in - love with that paper
Fuck these niggas
Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
All these forgies are like acorns
Never fall off nigga, straight ball
I’m in love

[Verse 1]
I’m in love with that paper
Middle fingers up to my haters
I’m on the penthouse outta Vegas
On that ranch with no neighbours
Please don’t ask me for favours
I work too hard when you was lazy
I was up all night taking flights
Get my grind on you was lazy
Stop staring at a nigga crazy
What you staring at would amaze
I see you came up from the pavement
Should be proud a street nigga made it
Fuck you sitting on waiting on a new case
Then a probation
I’d rather be in a drop top with a bad bitch at the gas station
Filling up with that 93, beeing where ya’ll trying to be
H Town down west by the gallery you might find the G
SMoking up by the street
Valley grade that the player made
Sip, drink Moe then next Spade
Don’t be about till I see my grade