FMB DZ, Babyface Ray - Set It Off lyrics
Babyface Ray [Marcellus Rayvon Register] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[FMB DZ, Babyface Ray - Set It Off lyrics]
I ain't gone lie, this one for you baby
I fell in love with everything you do baby
You want some Valentino Jimmy Choo baby
I got these niggas in they feelings
I'm going too crazy i'm the boss man
With the game plan
Shout out to Four-Five that's my main mans
Nigga it don't make sense if
It don't make bands
Fuck the paperwork, my word good
Let's shake hands fMB TAG
We a empire
A nigga swing on me, I bet my mans fire
And we all move at night like some vampires
All a nigga hear is shots and police sirens
This the real me you feel me
Nigga fuck this rap shit, yeah I'm still me
Keep a couple hitters with me
You can't kill me
A nigga play around with me
Shit gone get real deep
I make one phone call
And spray the whole street
I just got that one call
They say they lows sweet
A thousand pack a whole day
Fuck a whole week
Them pros get her pussy wet
Just like a slow leak so cheap
She had to cut you off said you was so weak
You not me
I roll the 20's on me, this shit sloppy
A nigga made a killing down
The way off them rockes
Get in a lot of newer
Relationships with them knoxes
A nigga made a killing down
The way with them oranges we touch down
I throw my hands up, cause we scoring
Niggas hate to see me in the club
I'm like Jordan i'm balling
Money falling on them, liquor pouring
Big bands taking up space, bitch I'm hording
Fuck naw swiper no swiping, I'm like Dora
Take a bad bitch to the suite then record her
Wake up, drop her ass off then ignore her
I'm a keep it real free my niggas 80's
We was in this shit for real
Dropping 6's out of seals if it was slavery
Then I would still be in the field
You a house nigga
When I rap, hustlers get the chills
75 south with the low to the hills
I'm on my no hands
Bags shaking self, while I chill
Put a half on it, extra pros in it kill
I'm a keep my foot on the gas til a mil
I'm a keep my hands in the
Street cause I gotta do it
Ice cross blinging off my chest
Hoes like hallelujah
OG's give me my respect
I know what I'm doing
You ain't never got hit with a
Bag and you gotta move it set it off
(So good)
I fell in love with everything you do baby
You want some Valentino Jimmy Choo baby
I got these niggas in they feelings
I'm going too crazy i'm the boss man
With the game plan
Shout out to Four-Five that's my main mans
Nigga it don't make sense if
It don't make bands
Fuck the paperwork, my word good
Let's shake hands fMB TAG
We a empire
A nigga swing on me, I bet my mans fire
And we all move at night like some vampires
All a nigga hear is shots and police sirens
This the real me you feel me
Nigga fuck this rap shit, yeah I'm still me
Keep a couple hitters with me
You can't kill me
A nigga play around with me
Shit gone get real deep
I make one phone call
And spray the whole street
I just got that one call
They say they lows sweet
A thousand pack a whole day
Fuck a whole week
Them pros get her pussy wet
Just like a slow leak so cheap
She had to cut you off said you was so weak
You not me
I roll the 20's on me, this shit sloppy
A nigga made a killing down
The way off them rockes
Get in a lot of newer
Relationships with them knoxes
A nigga made a killing down
The way with them oranges we touch down
I throw my hands up, cause we scoring
Niggas hate to see me in the club
I'm like Jordan i'm balling
Money falling on them, liquor pouring
Big bands taking up space, bitch I'm hording
Fuck naw swiper no swiping, I'm like Dora
Take a bad bitch to the suite then record her
Wake up, drop her ass off then ignore her
I'm a keep it real free my niggas 80's
We was in this shit for real
Dropping 6's out of seals if it was slavery
Then I would still be in the field
You a house nigga
When I rap, hustlers get the chills
75 south with the low to the hills
I'm on my no hands
Bags shaking self, while I chill
Put a half on it, extra pros in it kill
I'm a keep my foot on the gas til a mil
I'm a keep my hands in the
Street cause I gotta do it
Ice cross blinging off my chest
Hoes like hallelujah
OG's give me my respect
I know what I'm doing
You ain't never got hit with a
Bag and you gotta move it set it off
(So good)