Ray God Lyrics

Hop out designer smoke, I see a bank account with triple the cash

I lock from the start, we right to the bag

Checkin' a timer, go

I'm movin' and shakin' the pot, it sizzle and splash

A table full of bread, I'm quick to go grab

These prices is higher, vogue

You ain't spend the same amount, I triple the tags

Caught em snoozin, counted they money, and then did the dash

Hot I'm on fire, soaked, dibblin' and dabblin' alot, I dibble and dab

All these bills inside of my pocket, accessed with a tap

Louis slides, Amiri jeans at 10PM

Tossin' these bills, Jack on her jewels, I'm shootin 10 for 10

Bring out a plate, we can go band for band

Holdin' they tongue with nothing to say, pop collar on em.

2-tone links, thirty three, I counted them

I done seen my soul brother turn his back, new caller on him

Last years numbers, I'm uppin' the rate

Big baller on him

Holdin' they tongue, they red in the face, don't tell me I'm responsible

Big bread, come get it up

I put my guys on, hallelujah

Preach, Preach

Bia, bia, can't bet enough

I put my guys on,

Inside the double R spacious

Hop out designer smoke, I see a bank account with triple the cash

a lock from the start, we right to the bag

Checkin' a timer, go

I'm movin' and shakin' the pot, it sizzle and splash

A table full of bread, I'm quick to go grab

These prices is higher, vogue

You ain't spend the same amount, I tripled the tags

Caught em snoozin, counted they money, and then did the dash

Hot I'm on fire, soaked, dibblin' and dabblin' alot, I dibble and dab

All these bills inside of my pocket, accessed with a tap

Where I'm at and what I do, brought the gawk out

I'm offended, it ain't important, this money brought the rocks out

Versace writin', on my draws, pop out

When a few millions in my bank account, I'll clock a clock out

Phone off

Said fuck it all the dogs out

Couple bands in my pocket, can't tuck it all the dogs out

Drone on, stay Sunday fresh to death

Take pics while all the dogs out

Big bread come bet a buck

10s them 20s, 100s, put my guys on

Hallelujah, preach, preach

Fillin' this super soaker, come wet em up

I put my guys on, five stars, double R status

Hop out designer smoke, I see a bank account with triple the cash

a lock from the start, we right to the bag

Checkin' a timer, go

I'm movin' and shakin' the pot, it sizzle and splash

A table full of bread, I'm quick to go grab

These prices is higher, vogue

You ain't spend the same amount, I tripled the tags

Caught em snoozin, counted they money, and then did the dash

Hot I'm on fire, soaked, dibblin' and dabblin' alot, I dibble and dab

All these bills inside of my pocket, accessed with a tap

With a tap, with a tap, with a tap, with a tap, with a tap