Shrink Wrap

[Intro: Babyface Ray] Yeah, Boldy, what up nigga? Ha Face, Face Mob, nigga (La música de Harry Fraud) You know this shit legendary, man, fuck with my nigga Harry Fraud Really them in our city, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah [Verse 1: Babyface Ray] Grew up seein' pounds in the trash bag (Real), got no hustle, vest and a black mask (Mask) With no license or anything I fishtailed, what you pushin', pup or the fishscale? (Which one?) I got a thrill off my first sale, house trap be crazy, that work in (Yeah) Call my phone, don't ring the doorbell, auntie 'nem be sleepin' around ten Move a hundred P's through the DMV, stars signin' niggas like CMG (Count money) Pressure 'bout no paper, I'm needin' sleep (Nah), I won't rock a watch if ain't a key (Uh-huh) Diggin' in my pockets, my nails dirty, posted, tryna see if the mail comin' (Tryin') Nigga's cap, I know he gon' tell somethin' (Cap), told him, "Sign here" and he fell for it (Yeah) I'ma hype in London when I need a fix (I need it), we just met today and she eatin' dick (Ooh) Bosses raise me, you can see this shit (See it), side ting thicker than pita bread (Ooh) Count blue hundreds, I'm drinkin' red (Booze), five-hour flights, so I'm eatin' Xans Flyest in the room, I'm Peter Pan (Fly), Gucci came from Gucci, not Dapper Dan (Nigga) Poochie 'cause she pretty, her pussy good (Poochie), all I smoke is 'za, not cookie woods ('Za) Rappers fuckin' with me before the buzz (Yeah), rappers fuckin' with you, you lil' bruh (Lil' bruh) I'm the truth, I'm eatin' out with the plug (Haha) tell my boy retire, he done enough (Mhm) She just still won't leave me, I'm one of one Bless him with some verses, he comin' up (Where you at, niggas?) [Chorus: Boldy James] Now we touchin' keys, running through them G packs Cocaine so strong, waitin' on Jenina brick, aunt Denise back No, I can't go home unless a twenty G slappin' off the meat rack Eighty-eight whole zones I caught in Battle Creek, got him off in G-wrap Just the same old song to a different beat, all the money shrink-wrapped Crush-face Rollo, blingin' on my sleeve, came with a free strap Whole gang gon' blow, when it come to me, they gon' overreact Dope game so cold, finger catch a freeze off a nigga kneecap (What else?) [Verse 2: Boldy James] Breakdance a ho in the nine-eighth (Yeah), broke a nine-to-four in some rice packs (Where we at?) Feel like Esco in the white H (Jack God), shot it to Dakota up I-8 (Skrrt, skrrt) Neck and wrist frozen as a ice glacier, niggas know that money is primary (You know it) Cruisin' through the ghetto in five-eight, trigger on the pole, it's a binary (Grrt) Want the guns, butter, the milk, and honey (Cha-ching), plugged with the crowd, you can smell it on me I just made like a dove off of seven-twenty (Let's get it), is niggas sellin' drugs or they sellin' money? (Which one?) Smoke a whole zone of the pink Runtz (That strong), niggas goin' broke tryna keep up (Know it's on) Roadblocks, you know I'ma speed up (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), known for stoppin' money machines up (Ayy, ayy) Gucci Northface with the fleece cut (Trap, trap), Off-White dunks and Supreme Ones (Let's get it) Bangin' out the trap 'til the lease up (Where we at?), got a bad back, had a mean run (Pyoom) Auntie, she just blew through like five lights (Yes), spin three-ninety-three with the pied piper Dog so strong, it's a prize fighter, weedy, grimy, lean as a highlighter Would you look at that with the raw take? (Yes) Bringin' cookies back hard as Jawbreakers (Where we at?) Steady runnin' laps, I've been crosstrainin' (Bo Jack), you know where I'm at, meet me off Shanky (Eastside) Bro ain't wrappin' right, got the crib reekin', send my bitch out to go get her nails done (227) Goin' by the digi' got my scale tweakin' (Yeah), lil' bro comin' home on the pillbound Where we at with it? [Chorus: Boldy James] Now we touchin' keys, running through them G packs Cocaine so strong, waitin' on Jenina brick, aunt Denise back No, I can't go home unless a twenty G slappin' off the meat rack Eighty-eight whole zones I caught in Battle Creek, got him off in G-wrap Just the same old song to a different beat, all the money shrink-wrapped Crush-face Rollo, blingin' on my sleeve, came with a free strap Whole gang gon' blow, when it come to me, they gon' overreact Dope game so cold, finger catch a freeze off a nigga kneecap Where we at with it?