10-A-Show

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Smack a nigga cross his head, it's a dime a show
Oh you want Jay to pour it down, that's 11 more
Say I got some love that ain't there, that's how I scam a-
Imma tell her that I'm showing love, that's how I scam a ho
And 'den probably say I'm showing love like a scammer though
Damn I just drunk my cup fast, I just slammed a 4
Nigga out here cra-cra-cracked like the jammer broke
I just had [?]
I just had [?] of the sex with a random hoe
Tilt her neck back and let her drive the boat
Tilt her neck back and let her drive the whole boat
Black nigga like I'm O.T., I'm selling coco
Why even do thе show if you 'gon leave the show brokе
And nigga act up if you want it, it's 'gon be a no show
I knew I was blowing money when my rubber band broke
I seen first hand how fast a couple hundred grand go (damn)
They be like damn yo I ballin who the fuck y'all playin' for
[?] staring [?]
What you 'staring for

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Woo!
And I just put her on her neck, I just slammed a hoe
And this bitch give me too much neck, I just stabbed her throat
New trap house clean as fuck, it's abandoned though
Got the 'lil black rubber bands like a bandit though
I came off black rubber bands till my baggy broke
I be riding round with Scooby Doo, they think Shaggy [?]
I been serving Billy all day, look like Mandy bro (aha)
Top 5 dead or alive, I feel like Jadakiss
Got my heart broke when I was young, make me hate my bitch
Copped these new Yeezy slippers, so it make me hate my kicks
Damn I don't want shoes no more
Got [?] on me, don't want [?] no more
OK my body rock solid, I don't bruise no more
I ain't been asleep in 3 days, I don't snooze no more
And I control my own car, I don't cruise no more
And I turn my game sliders up, I don't lose no more
Niggas they don't know the street code, don't follow rules no more
White bitch hit a 8 ball, can't play pool no more

[Verse 3: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
I have them killers on your ass like a tailbone
I swore I woke up this morning, 40 bands called my phone
I done sold more meth than the nigga off Breaking Bad
We sent 300 home just all the way to the fucking Nash
Now I'm rich now but still a throw a party like a birthday bash
Got a Benz and I asked the dealer I came in there with a hundred cash
Got it off them pots and pans, they thought this shit was rap
I apologize to all my fans, I be cooking brack

[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
Alright let me take my-
Let me take my hoodie off, I'm 'finna cook a batch
Pull up on a nigga car fast, I shoot, he crash
Uh beat down on a dude some shit bad when he 'ew the half
Yeah that's a half a bore
I just hung up with 80 racks, I'm glad they called
I just left the mall in a Camaro and glass involved
Whole world know my city small, but the paper tall
I forgot to say [?]
Let me pace it up
Buy [?] exotic right now [?]
Shit looking great right now, it get greater y'all
I just pulled out a hundred bands on a hater y'all
Turn my Burberry shirt to a table cloth
One of a kind Off White coat, tear the label off
Crazy how falling off then bouncing back is what make a boss