Fish Tail Fish Scale Lyrics – Babyface Ray

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[Chorus]
Fish tail new from the lot, fish scale price for the watch
Rollie did the ice on the top, getting mine, like it or not
Took it to trial, got thirty, man, I told ’em both fighting the cops

[Verse 1]
N!ggas still perfect, miss city color purple
Pyrex, Off-White, I’m blaming Virgil
Broke n!gga holding you back, he don’t deserve you
I just put like ten in the sky, then I’ma merge ’em
Boy, you know the cases they gave me was damn near murder
Pull up, then I’m killing this lot, you know I heard ’em

I don’t give a fu*k if it’s right and I’m still serving
I don’t give a fu*k who you ask, I’m still selling
He an old school, act a fool, don’t want to do the cruis
ot a couple kids, it ain’t s*it, switch ’em with the moves
“Face, is you okay?” Bet, I’m cool, live it with the tool
Shorty, once you get your money up, b!tches come in two’s
Say she never did this, but she coming through
She won’t suck two, I’m in something new
I’m in Vegas for a night, having fun blue
I was down on my luck, ’til I found you

[Chorus]
Fish tail new from the lot, fish scale price for the watch
Rollie did the ice on the top, getting mine, like it or not
Took it to trial, got thirty, man, I told ’em both fighting the cops

[Verse 2]
Special n!ggas, stay in your lane
Most of these n!ggas fake as they chain
Free of charge, give ’em the game
It’s rules when you still in the game
Whoever get the dope, pick up the gates
Yeah, I can tell you bankroll life
When you’re broke, the b!tch gon’ fu*k
Your homeboy raising a knife

Bagged out when you got your lil’ dough
Man, these n!ggas want a piece of the pie, you got low
Boy, I’ve been fu*ked up cheese and got more
Boy, I’ve been fu*ked up towns and got ghost
Take a risk to get what you want or die brok
-Wagon, love to six-hundred, I got both, b!tch

[Chorus]
Fish tail new from the lot, fish scale price for the watch
Rollie did the ice on the top, getting mine, like it or not
Took it to trial, got thirty, man, I told ’em both fighting the cops