10-A-Show

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Louie Ray] Smack a nigga cross his head, it's a dime a show Oh you want Jay to pour it down, that's 11 more Say I got some love that ain't there, that's how I scam a- Imma tell her that I'm showing love, that's how I scam a ho And 'den probably say I'm showing love like a scammer though Damn I just drunk my cup fast, I just slammed a 4 Nigga out here cra-cra-cracked like the jammer broke I just had [?] I just had [?] of the sex with a random hoe Tilt her neck back and let her drive the boat Tilt her neck back and let her drive the whole boat Black nigga like I'm O.T., I'm selling coco Why even do thе show if you 'gon leave the show brokе And nigga act up if you want it, it's 'gon be a no show I knew I was blowing money when my rubber band broke I seen first hand how fast a couple hundred grand go (damn) They be like damn yo I ballin who the fuck y'all playin' for [?] staring [?] What you 'staring for [Verse 2: YN Jay] Woo! And I just put her on her neck, I just slammed a hoe And this bitch give me too much neck, I just stabbed her throat New trap house clean as fuck, it's abandoned though Got the 'lil black rubber bands like a bandit though I came off black rubber bands till my baggy broke I be riding round with Scooby Doo, they think Shaggy [?] I been serving Billy all day, look like Mandy bro (aha) Top 5 dead or alive, I feel like Jadakiss Got my heart broke when I was young, make me hate my bitch Copped these new Yeezy slippers, so it make me hate my kicks Damn I don't want shoes no more Got [?] on me, don't want [?] no more OK my body rock solid, I don't bruise no more I ain't been asleep in 3 days, I don't snooze no more And I control my own car, I don't cruise no more And I turn my game sliders up, I don't lose no more Niggas they don't know the street code, don't follow rules no more White bitch hit a 8 ball, can't play pool no more [Verse 3: BandGang Lonnie Bands] I have them killers on your ass like a tailbone I swore I woke up this morning, 40 bands called my phone I done sold more meth than the nigga off Breaking Bad We sent 300 home just all the way to the fucking Nash Now I'm rich now but still a throw a party like a birthday bash Got a Benz and I asked the dealer I came in there with a hundred cash Got it off them pots and pans, they thought this shit was rap I apologize to all my fans, I be cooking brack [Verse 4: Louie Ray] Alright let me take my- Let me take my hoodie off, I'm 'finna cook a batch Pull up on a nigga car fast, I shoot, he crash Uh beat down on a dude some shit bad when he 'ew the half Yeah that's a half a bore I just hung up with 80 racks, I'm glad they called I just left the mall in a Camaro and glass involved Whole world know my city small, but the paper tall I forgot to say [?] Let me pace it up Buy [?] exotic right now [?] Shit looking great right now, it get greater y'all I just pulled out a hundred bands on a hater y'all Turn my Burberry shirt to a table cloth One of a kind Off White coat, tear the label off Crazy how falling off then bouncing back is what make a boss