Ray$av - HMU

Aye
Aye, it's Ray$av
These hoes call me ugly
But they nigga call me all day
How that add up
Ray
You should hit me up
Only if it's bout a buck
I'm really down to earth
But you could still get stuck up
Pull these niggas like a pickup
Breathtaking, they huff and puff
I don't give a fuck
I'll call your bluff
You one of us then hit me up
You should hit my phone
Remember to watch your tone
Use your headstone as a stepping stone
Cause you was dead wrong
All my niggas come in twos
This a no flex zone
They need me
I'm on the road
Don't get disowned
He wanna hit my line
Cause I define
Baddest bitch alive
I am so divine
Water taste like wine
Take a dive
All jokes aside
All 365, I'm outside
He say I'm a trip
But he wanna take a ride
It's up if you hoes acting uppity
Y'all talking like that
Angels need company
We don't give a fuck
Bout your gang or street
Anybody get RIP
Don't want your nigga out of his league
Major, one of Nicki's sons
And I'm due for labor
Next up, give me my credit
That's due or my people will draw
No turning back, tattoo
Punchlines, make the girls KO
Body a masterpiece
This frame is on Van Gogh
They all want the scoop like gelato
But I just swerve on
You niggas like potholes, bitch
You should hit me up
Only if it's bout a buck
I'm really down to earth
But you could still get stuck up
Pull these niggas like a pickup
Breathtaking, they huff and puff
I don't give a fuck
I'll call your bluff
You one of us then hit me up
You should hit my phone
Remember to watch your tone
Use your headstone as a stepping stone
Cause you was dead wrong
All my niggas come in twos
This a no flex zone
They need me
I'm on the road
Don't get disowned
I'm the status quo
Don't ask for my number
Ask for my quote
He love the way my belly roll
When we argue
He give me mad throat
Brilliant, but I can get belligerent
Bougie, whip your ass
Outside a Saks Fifth
Soon as I pop out
I see the surrogates
Bitch, you my son
Get popped in the barrette
Ex nigga mad as fuck
I'd be mad too
If my bitch made me
Was on the honor roll
The only F's I got on me is Fendi
Say I don't look like my pics?
I look better in person
Yo daddy sign his name
On that check in cursive
If I did it
I did it on purpose
Y'all some actors
Step on the scene, it's curtains
Sipping tea
While I enjoy the legs of Kermit
She cool, once Ray
Turn her to cold case
Know where I'm from
Walk past, who dat
Is what he say, bitch
You should hit me up
Only if it's bout a buck
I'm really down to earth
But you could still get stuck up
Pull these niggas like a pickup
Breathtaking, they huff and puff
I don't give a fuck
I'll call your bluff
You one of us then hit me up
You should hit my phone
Remember to watch your tone
Use your headstone as a stepping stone
Cause you was dead wrong
All my niggas come in twos
This a no flex zone
They need me
I'm on the road
Don't get disowned
Ray
Ugh, alright
Hello?
Ah, look who finally wanna pick up
Why you ain't been
Answering my calls no more
I'm working
I'm working
I'm busy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
You probably talking to
One of your other lil niggas huh
I'm playing
I'm playing
Don't hang up on me
Man, bye
Anyway, take me from the top

Written by:
Raven Ancar

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