6 Mile Show - Babyface Ray, Icewear Vezzo

One blue hundred, she’ll dance for me

She know I got a check, keep harassin' me

It’s a mess on my neck, keep starin' at me

«Face, what it hit for?"They keep askin' me

Just hopped off the stage, hoes grabbin' me

Man, the money counter still ain’t fast as me

Gettin' money right now, ain’t no time to beef

Forty-eight hours, I ain’t had no sleep (Yeah)

Ho, you a fool

Thinkin' I’d kick my cup for a bitch, put her over my juice

Glock 19, I ain’t playin' with niggas

I’ll up that bitch, put bro on the news

Shit changed me, all this goddamn ice

I gotta fuck first night, can’t go for the fool

Basically, I ain’t with the waitin' patiently

Only here for a day, let’s go to the room

One blue hundred, she’ll dance for me

She know I got a check, keep harassin' me

It’s a mess on my neck, keep starin' at me

«Face, what it hit for?"They keep askin' me

Just hopped off the stage, hoes grabbin' me

Man, the money counter still ain’t fast as me

Gettin' money right now, ain’t no time to beef

Forty-eight hours, I ain’t had no sleep

Yeah, you ain’t gettin' money, you dead to me

Got a bad lil' bitch, pop Xans with me

Glock 19, quit playin' with me

Throw the head for free, I ain’t payin' a freak

Bustdown Patek

Rich-ass Crip, I’ll change your life, got bands for weeks

Fuck is you sayin'?

Bitch don’t jam

Big chop so big like a van, a Jeep

One blue hundred, she’ll dance for me

She know I got a check, keep harassin' me

It’s a mess on my neck, keep starin' at me

«Face, what it hit for?"They keep askin' me

Just hopped off the stage, hoes grabbin' me

Man, the money counter still ain’t fast as me

Gettin' money right now, ain’t no time to beef

Forty-eight hours, I ain’t had no sleep

Ain’t no lovin' a slut

Shorty in love with the dick

Double up, I’m in love with my cup

I’m in love with them bands

Lil' bitch, stick to the script

Cop ice, spend a hundred or plus

I’m in love with that fin

Deep dish, stuffin' the bands

New 'Vette, yeah, the trunk in the front

One blue hundred, she’ll dance for me

She know I got a check, keep harassin' me

It’s a mess on my neck, keep starin' at me

«Face, what it hit for?"They keep askin' me

Just hopped off the stage, hoes grabbin' me

Man, the money counter still ain’t fast as me

Gettin' money right now, ain’t no time to beef (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Yeah, I can’t waste no mud (Never), or waste no time

Freaky bitch, you ain’t no dime

Head ain’t good, that’s a waste of mine

Spent three thousand on my soda

We sip pints, this ain’t no line

I like all my jewelry bright

Dior shades, I can’t go blind

Yeah, Rollie on my wrist (Bustdown), I mean this a Mueller

VVSs, this bitch stupid

Them SIs, should kill your jeweler

Ice her wrist out if she bad

Seen his water, now she choosin'

Spent ten thousand up in Louis

Gave five thousand to my shooter

Ayy, I gotta beg her to leave me

Believe me, I’m havin' a check if she need it (Believe me)

Closet, it change with the season (Yeah)

Got somethin' ridin' with the reaper, yeah (Yeah)

Trust me, it get deeper

Money, it’s turnin' her on, she leakin' (Yeah)

My new piece like broke glass

Nigga play fraud, get no pass (Bitch)

FN, shoot it with both hands

Toss it in the S, it go fast

How you in your bag with no bag?

(Huh?)

We don’t do it for fame, want more cash

Shooters behind the tint

Catch him at the light, fuck around, make bro crash (No cap)

Shorty was on my dick

So I fucked her in the suite, then left, now the ho mad (Go)

Bankroll, sip a lot of drank

I ain’t trippin' 'bout nothin', nigga (Bankroll, sip a lot of drank)

These niggas playin' snake games, so I gotta keep the cutter with me (These

niggas playin' with snakes)

Paranoid

Brick of 'caine, brick of boy (Yeah)

Scoop a package up in Illinois (Yeah)

Some shit, you just can’t avoid (Uh)

41, paid forty for it

Yeah, I can’t waste no mud (Never), or waste no time

Freaky bitch, you ain’t no dime

Head ain’t good, that’s a waste of mine

Spent three thousand on my soda

We sip pints, this ain’t no line

I like all my jewelry bright

Dior shades, I can’t go blind

Yeah, Rollie on my wrist (Bustdown), I mean this a Mueller

VVSs, this bitch stupid

Them SIs, should kill your jeweler

Ice her wrist out if she bad

Seen his water, now she choosin'

Spent ten thousand up in Louis

Gave five thousand to my shooter