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[Intro: Tay B & Baby Money] (Coach me, Joey) Yeah (CardoGotWingz) All facts, lil' nigga, huh Easy money (Joey) Look, ayy [Verse 1: Tay B] Yeah, met the bitch tonight, I can hit tonight So many blues, got me feelin' like a Crip tonight Used to be grade twenties, yeah, that's kryptonite You in the club with no ice tryna pick a fight We in that bitch throwing ones like it's wedding rice Send yo bitch overnight, better pick a flight [Verse 2: Baby Money] Ayy, ayy, Tay, let me get the Benz, switch whips tonight Red bottoms on the beach, we just livin' life Rose gold or white gold, I can switch the ice Glock 23 on me, I'm shootin' like Mike [Verse 3: Tay B] Yeah, huh, I'm off an eight, I'm feelin' like Kobe Yeah, dub in my pocket, feelin' like Ginóbili Other pocket, 'nother dub like this shit cloning Yeah, work good, got the fiends foamin' [Verse 4: Baby Money] Yeah, ayy, you got that work? Lil' nigga, show me Skinny AP, it look like a Rollie Twenty 'bows from AZ, I feel like an OG Been in the club since thirteen, all the homies know me [Verse 5: Tay B] Yeah, man, slim thick bitch, ass still pokin' Yeah, lil' yellow bitch lookin' like a trophy Talkin' 'bout me to her friends like this bitch know me Won't comprehend if it ain't bands, nigga, don't approach me If you ain't come up with me, nigga, don't bro me [Verse 6: Baby Money] The bag gone, lil' nigga, the plug owe me Whew, this double-R gave me the holy ghost Got addicted to designer, damn near overdosed Ridin' 'round with Dracos like we OVO Fell in love with pesos, we got more to go [Verse 7: Tay B] Yeah, fell in love with blues like I'm JAY-Z Huh, I don't step out if they don't pay me When I'm talkin' 'bout that Benz, it's a 63 When they talkin' 'bout G.O.A.T.s, they gon' mention me Yeah, suck my dick while I sip this three Huh, lil' nigga, your 'fit my tee Yeah, it's some real niggas that don't play 'bout me When I was thirteen, I fucked a bitch on C'est La Vie [Verse 8: Baby Money] Ayy, I paid thirteen in Saint Laurent, it's not Y-3 Know some niggas ride with four-fours that die 'bout me I know some niggas play with coco, they not Ice-T Bro, stop steppin' on that work like that [Verse 9: Tay B] Huh, you know I do it right, I seen a lot of fiends OD You know the feds, they'll charge you with each body We hit the store, made ten off each ID I ain't never thought we would be countin' this much money [Verse 10: Baby Money] Ayy, I wipe my ass with the twenties, bitch, I piss hundreds Told that bitch kiss my dick, I don't kiss runners Amiri scarf around my head cost me six hundred Know a nigga can't stand it when his bitch fuckin' [Outro: Baby Money & Tay B] Ayy, them niggas talk work We got work, lost work, we bought work Huh, before I walked, I had to crawl first Yeah, get y'all all murked Huh, all facts, lil' nigga Easy money