(Ray, ray, ray, ray)
Seen y'all flexin', that's fake as hell
Big racks, got my safe on swell
12-car garage, I just bought two
Broke boys hatin', but what y'all do?
New crib so high, touchin' the sky
Y'all still rentin', don't even try
Tha Club talkin', that boy so emo
Black nails, tears, he stuck in fetal
I'm too rich, can't hear y'all cap
Poppin' my shit, my ice don't lack
Big body Benz, I'm doin' the dash
Lean in my cup, got me movin' fast
Seen y'all flexin', that shit a joke
Hundred bands stuffed in my coat
Bitches on me, can't keep 'em remote
Everything I touch turn gold, no hope
(Ray, ray, ray, ray)
Big racks on racks, I don't do loans
New ice, heavy like stones
Every whip foreign, imported chrome
I'm in my zone, y'all on your phones
I don't trust hoes, they just want bags
Stay flexin' up, poppin' big tags
Seen your crew, y'all look so sad
Whole team winnin', my life a brag
(Ray, ray, ray, ray)
Emo boy mad, still talkin' shit
Bitch, I'm too busy, countin' my fit
Penthouse view, my floor don't exist
Private jet flex, next stop, the Ritz
Seen y'all flexin', that shit a joke
Hundred bands stuffed in my coat
Bitches on me, can't keep 'em remote
Everything I touch turn gold
(Ray, ray, ray, ray)