Babyface Ray - Stomach Right lyrics
Babyface Ray [Marcellus Rayvon Register] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Babyface Ray - Stomach Right lyrics]
(K-K-K’Den Ju) shit, nigga, I just came up
On the road with 20k, nigga I
Know for a fact she gon' fuck man this bitch
So bad, she fuckin' rich niggas, man
You don't need no money if
You fuck her right?
45HK on me, I don't wanna fight
Call the lean man to get my stomach right
Nigga, I'll be a kingpin in my other life
I was broke and down bad for 300 nights
Dope got the recipe I'm servin' niggas (Ouu)
30 Rollies, watch on me, nigga fuck a like
Nigga you don't even need no money
If you fuck her right
When I hit the road you gon' stuff it right?
You wanna tote the strap
You gon' shoot it ain't you?
Pull up to the scene, all my niggas yankin'
The new YBI, bitch we young and dangerous
Put 'em on the news, make a nigga famous
Lil' nigga I ain't never danglin'
Get the advance, buy a bag
I ain't never changin'
I'ma still be countin' up if I never make it
Watch these niggas turn bitch
I just call 'em Caitlyn
Niggas turned they back on me
So it's fuck niggas
Niggas turned they back on me
So it's fuck niggas
I'ma put the bag on my young niggas
Niggas turned they back on me
So it's fuck niggas
Niggas turned they back on me
So it's fuck niggas
Lame ass nigga
Probably think I rap my brother life
UT frat house servin', that's my summer night
I told-, "I'm on my way
Just have them numbers right"
I rather count this shit up
I ain't the party type
Fuckin' up them racks, man, I'm hardheaded
Fuck it
I'ma get it back 'cause my pieces hittin'
Not no credit card fraud, Ray, be specific
Bust up slab out the rapper, grab a piece
And hit it you don't need a handout
You just need to listen when you broke
Niggas act like they don't see the vision
Funny, get a plate
The same niggas try to eat it with you
Codeine cowboy, I gotta keep a pistol
Umm, yeah fuck you mean nigga?
On the road with 20k, nigga I
Know for a fact she gon' fuck man this bitch
So bad, she fuckin' rich niggas, man
You don't need no money if
You fuck her right?
45HK on me, I don't wanna fight
Call the lean man to get my stomach right
Nigga, I'll be a kingpin in my other life
I was broke and down bad for 300 nights
Dope got the recipe I'm servin' niggas (Ouu)
30 Rollies, watch on me, nigga fuck a like
Nigga you don't even need no money
If you fuck her right
When I hit the road you gon' stuff it right?
You wanna tote the strap
You gon' shoot it ain't you?
Pull up to the scene, all my niggas yankin'
The new YBI, bitch we young and dangerous
Put 'em on the news, make a nigga famous
Lil' nigga I ain't never danglin'
Get the advance, buy a bag
I ain't never changin'
I'ma still be countin' up if I never make it
Watch these niggas turn bitch
I just call 'em Caitlyn
Niggas turned they back on me
So it's fuck niggas
Niggas turned they back on me
So it's fuck niggas
I'ma put the bag on my young niggas
Niggas turned they back on me
So it's fuck niggas
Niggas turned they back on me
So it's fuck niggas
Lame ass nigga
Probably think I rap my brother life
UT frat house servin', that's my summer night
I told-, "I'm on my way
Just have them numbers right"
I rather count this shit up
I ain't the party type
Fuckin' up them racks, man, I'm hardheaded
Fuck it
I'ma get it back 'cause my pieces hittin'
Not no credit card fraud, Ray, be specific
Bust up slab out the rapper, grab a piece
And hit it you don't need a handout
You just need to listen when you broke
Niggas act like they don't see the vision
Funny, get a plate
The same niggas try to eat it with you
Codeine cowboy, I gotta keep a pistol
Umm, yeah fuck you mean nigga?