Raye Hefner - 60 Vibes

Man ion even know what to call this muhfucker
Got Zay in this muhfucker got Slicc in this muhfucker wit me
Raye Hefner
Many men
Many men wish death upon me
I’m just tryna see why they hating on me
They know that I’m the shit I keep flies around me
These niggas really praying on my downfall
Money buried in the ground and money in the wall
Drankn’ Henny out the bottle got me pissy dog
Couple niggas dead and gone I swear I’m missing y’all
In my feelings mixing xannies wit the adderall
On the nawfside cooling thuggin posted wit the gs
In the middle of the projects and I’m Gucci head to feet
My lil bitch she from the e way and you know she throw them bs
And this bitch get freaky deaky she gone suck me out my sleep
And that pussy get so gushy she get wetter than a creak
It remind me of a motherfucking faucet when it leak
Having sex r Kelly rated you remind me of my jeep
I be smashing on her backwards while I’m pulling on her weave
Fendi double breasted jacket
With the belt and shoe to match it
I’m addicted to the fashion
I ain’t dripping bitch I’m splashing
I be posted with that ratchet
Got a ratchet on my mattress
But she classy like a actress
When we smashing it get nasty
In a coupe with the missing roof painted baby blue
Date for 2 I’m wit ya baby boo I fed her steak and fruit
Took a shot and she got loose I told her baby show them boobs
And them titties thick and pretty this bitch look like Betty boop
Bought a glock xd it’s extended with a beam on it
Told her if that pussy dry then baby I’ma pour some lean on it
Ima tax a nigga for a feature even if I breathe on it
You’ll think my dick a doughnut stick the way this bitch keep creaming on it
I don’t park my car in Collegeville cause kids they keep on leaning on it
60 bitches naked running to me tryna jump up on me
What’s that on yo back got damn it’s looking like a donkey on it
Euro step like rajon rondo switch it up and dunk up on it
On 2 xannies while I’m driving swerving bout to hit the curb
I just took a half of Percocet I’m slurring up my words
Got a lean cup from the money spot and waste it on my shirt
Got 3 rhinos finna pop’em all and give this bitch that work
I just lay back on the couch I smoke a blunt and watch her twerk
Nun but pressure on my stomach you can smell it when I burp
Ion be trippn’ bout no bitches cause Raye Hef done hit’em first

Written by:
Anthony Walker, Kelvin Walker

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