Young Drug Dealers 2 (feat. Babyface Ray)

Yeah, yeah, yeah Make it real uncuttable for niggas Niggas think they can go out and shoot Niggas can't, though (foreverrolling) Niggas can't move Better stand in line Yeah, big Gee, nigga And I still walk around the island like the mayor Bunk, mid, gas, nigga, we got all flavors Ridin' with an acre in the grass-color food (with that dog) Served more kicks than Goat and I ain't talkin' 'bout the shoes Half of 'em gettin' drove, half gettin' flewed I'm a boss, not a goon, in the loft gettin' chewed I'm on two M box blues, it ain't noon (perked out) Sweatin' in the load, grower say that it ain't bloom You trippin', she sent nudes, but he see me and act cool I don't lose, I don't tussle She sucked it, I ain't fuck her, I'ma bet it, I ain't tuckin' Caught a dancin'-ass nigga out clubbin' Hit him with a couple, I'm the boss and the muscle, you a bum Blood said he want a free dub, rockin' crumbs Signed to the street way before I had the funds The coldest, I'll show you how to make, yo, shake the buds Switches on them glizzies, ain't no way that they can run Real plug, in my label meetings with a gun Baby girl in love, she just wanna fuck a thug Young drug dealer with a rap nigga dream Shirt off, ridin' in a Dawn, smokin' weed Young drug dealer, just some dog and a dream Take your shirt off for me, baby, let me see Real drug dealer, I'm a rap nigga's dream Young drug dealer, just some raw and some fiends Young drug dealer, got it all, what you need? Real plug nigga, I'm a rap nigga's dream I'm like fuck niggas, stand alone, what you mean? (fuck niggas) I'm online with the plug, what you need? On Miami, top speed, nigga, you ain't got these We get fifty for the thirties, that's why we don't pop these, ayy (naw) Toss her in the drop, then I made her drop me (bitch) I told her sit in front, I left the baggage on the scene, fuck it Diamond HD, you can see it if I tuck it (look) New Amiri jeans, I just bought 'em just to stuff 'em (look) I'm at BOA, seat backs garlic butter Niggas gon' need corona masks for this puppy Five hundred yams to my mans, he in Kentucky (that's for my man) I just spent a bag for a bag, Louis luggage (louis) Nigga, tuck your bitch, it's me and Douglas (hood) Mansion in the hills, turnin' up, she think she clubbin' (boy) Hood nigga, I'm on Rodeo still clutchin' (still) Organized crime in LA, still crunchin', nigga