Foreva - Babyface Ray

Codeine cowboy, nigga, codeine cowboy

Yeah, yeah

Like John Wayne is and shit

Billy the Kid

Babyface Gunner

(We gon' get money forever)

You motherfuckin' right

Already

Yeah, ayy

Prada low-top (Low)

Gucci flipflops (Gucci)

My side side bitch man chillin' with the opps (Ooh, she hurt)

Before I buy a bitch a bag, I send her with a lot

I could’ve got a brick of yeah, I went and got a watch

I made Live from the House, I was chillin' in the Knox (No cap)

My life real, I’ma get a nigga knocked (Shut the fuck up)

Knock on wood, my young niggas, they ride with woods (Brrt)

Put a nigga in the grass like Tiger Woods (He outta here)

Put some niggas on your ass, press him like I’m Suge (Go get that nigga)

Dreams of the NBA, I live a life of thug (Ballin')

In here six deep, but we’ll buy the club (Yeah)

Don’t come in my section, you ain’t got a dub (Broke-ass nigga)

FaceTimin' Poody with the blueprint (Family)

He told me turn up, fuck that cool shit (Cool world)

That AR with the stock look like a pool stick (Juice WRLD)

Took off on a plane and took a Xanny stick

Jump out at the function, bitches screamin' and they panickin' (What up, though?

I heard you ran it up, but now it’s vanishin' (Shit gone now)

Bitch, we up forever, never landin', shh (Forever)

I’m litty, got her drippin' like a candlestick

Hell yeah, I’m payin' for the damages

In all cash, lil' nigga, I ain’t with that scammin' shit (Uh-uh)

You a dirty lil' boy like my family is (Like my pops)

He say, «Ray done hit my bitch, I ain’t a fan of his"(Boss)

My bitch ain’t in Chanel, but her sandals is (But her sandals is)

You say it’s all there, well, let me scale it then (Let me scale that shit)

New Gelato 41, you can tell it is

Bustin' out the bag, you can smell the shit