4 In A Fanta Peezy & Babyface Ray (Ft. G.T. & Philthy Rich)

[Intro: Babyface Ray]
(Von Classics)
Yeah
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
I'm a young nigga, real nigga, drug dealer
Damn, I'm sorry, mama, I turnt out to be a villain
Come fuck with us or get fucked over, nigga, that's real shit
If you know me, you gon' feel it (Yeah)
Playin' 'round with thousand but my mind on the million
I can make a big bankroll just chillin' (Just chillin')
Type of nigga find a small town and made killings
These niggas stealin' my style, they my children
Make tough niggas calm down, they need Ritalin
I don't wanna hear about a body, you ain't did it
Money ain't a thing, if it's there, I go get it
Raised in the jungle, all I know is gorillas
Gotta stay alert, I can hear the snakes hissin'
All a nigga see is codiene when I'm pissin' (Ayy)
When I come around these fuck boys, it's a difference (You see it)
Bitches wanna blow me, big racks in my denim (Racks on me, nigga)
Niggas tryna be somethin' they not, it ain't in 'em
Losin' like a bitch, fronts up like they winnin' (Yeah, alright)
Got a mink vest with a hood for the winter (Ayy)
Make one call out to Cali' and they send them