Babyface Ray - Off Rap lyrics
Babyface Ray [Marcellus Rayvon Register] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Babyface Ray - Off Rap lyrics]
She ain't even make me work for it
I ain't give that bitch a dime
Put a Perc' on her i ain't never lettin' up
I'm puttin' pressure on 'em
All these extras off of rap
Feel like dope money niggas in my mentions
"When them shirts comin'?"
Thinkin' in my head, when that work comin'?
Frustrated 'cause you broke, boy
Don't hurt nothin'
Don't talk me to death, nigga
Serve somethin'
Can't offend me
I'll leave your bankroll in Fendi
These niggas talkin' too much, lookin' pity
Met her in the club but
The bitch leavin' with me
Glizzy in the club, get the strap like I'm
I mix the heroin with the Off White
Thirty-three for the jacket
That's a soft price
I'm in them Cartier frames
And they chalk white
Fear of God, some racks, so I walk light, ooh
Set up in your territory like it's Fortnite
I speak the truth but I
Disrespect my court right
You know you supposed to treat
The hustle like a sport, right?
State to state, gettin' backends, nigga
Tourin' life
She ain't even make me work for it
I ain't give that bitch a dime
Put a Perc' on her i ain't never lettin' up
I'm puttin' pressure on 'em
All these extras off of rap
Feel like dope money niggas in my mentions
"When them shirts comin'?"
Thinkin' in my head, when that work comin'?
Frustrated 'cause you broke, boy
Don't hurt nothin'
Don't talk me to death, nigga
Serve somethin'
Nigga, serve somethin', yeah
Ooh, nigga, serve somethin', yeah
Well, the climate didn't change
But them birds comin'
Yeah, she got a pretty face
But she ain't worth nothin'
I tell her anything to fuck
She think the Percs comin' wake up, nigga
I ain't give that bitch a dime
Put a Perc' on her i ain't never lettin' up
I'm puttin' pressure on 'em
All these extras off of rap
Feel like dope money niggas in my mentions
"When them shirts comin'?"
Thinkin' in my head, when that work comin'?
Frustrated 'cause you broke, boy
Don't hurt nothin'
Don't talk me to death, nigga
Serve somethin'
Can't offend me
I'll leave your bankroll in Fendi
These niggas talkin' too much, lookin' pity
Met her in the club but
The bitch leavin' with me
Glizzy in the club, get the strap like I'm
I mix the heroin with the Off White
Thirty-three for the jacket
That's a soft price
I'm in them Cartier frames
And they chalk white
Fear of God, some racks, so I walk light, ooh
Set up in your territory like it's Fortnite
I speak the truth but I
Disrespect my court right
You know you supposed to treat
The hustle like a sport, right?
State to state, gettin' backends, nigga
Tourin' life
She ain't even make me work for it
I ain't give that bitch a dime
Put a Perc' on her i ain't never lettin' up
I'm puttin' pressure on 'em
All these extras off of rap
Feel like dope money niggas in my mentions
"When them shirts comin'?"
Thinkin' in my head, when that work comin'?
Frustrated 'cause you broke, boy
Don't hurt nothin'
Don't talk me to death, nigga
Serve somethin'
Nigga, serve somethin', yeah
Ooh, nigga, serve somethin', yeah
Well, the climate didn't change
But them birds comin'
Yeah, she got a pretty face
But she ain't worth nothin'
I tell her anything to fuck
She think the Percs comin' wake up, nigga