Gabey Baby - On My Neck

Hundred thousand dollars on my neck
I just bought my bitch a new Patek
Peel off in a fucking private jet
We fly first class all across the map, 'skettit
Damn, the money was part of the plan
I'm running it up for my fam
Pharmacy know who I am. 'skettit
Drippin' dab all up on my Robbin jeans
Momma taught me to appreciate the finer things
The finer things, like what?
Louis belt, diamond rings, drip
You pocket watching
Look at my designer things
Whole outfit forty-five hundred, no joke
Pussy boy run up on me, damn
Know you want smoke
Know you want beef
All my youngin's hungry
And they know its time to eat
Walk up in my jungle
My gorillas smell the meat
Quit with all that talking, bitch
All that talk is cheap, woo!
Ayee, its your boy. Gabey Baby
Thank for rocking with me
No More Games on the way
Go spread some love!
Woo!
Hundred thousand dollars on my neck
I just bought my bitch a new Patek
Peel off in a fucking private jet
We fly first class all across the map, 'skettit
Damn, the money was part of the plan
I'm running it up for my fam
Pharmacy know who I am. 'skettit
Drippin' dab all up on my Robbin jeans
Momma taught me to appreciate the finer things
Shoutout my momma!

Written by:
Gabriel Schwartz

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