Ruffians

Ayy, I got the ball, pass it to my nigga, it′s a no-lookIf he a rat, don't care if he a fish, that boy get no hook

Ayy, know she fuck for nothin′, but I still buy her Chanel

Ayy, fucked her at the Hyatt, I was low as hell

Ayy, my bitch drive on that drill, I told her, "Bust it left"

Ayy, them bullets hit his hair, we can't go back to jail

I was broke, I came from nothing, oh, you can barely tell

Seventeen hoes, I took 'em tanning in the hills, they all from Nashville

The doors swing, I don′t know how to park this one

Ayy, rockin′ so much Chrome Hearts, my heart silver

Fuck who said that I can't rap, it got my house bigger

Give ′em thirty like Stephen and I let Hot dig 'em

I′m lit up a whole 'nother mode, with more power

Bad bitch, she look like Rubi Rose, she get no flowers

Bad bitch, she hell, but I copped her like the Lakers

Ayy, savage, but I been moving swift just like I′m Taylor

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

My opps, they hungry, so what's up on the barrel? The potato

I was hurtin', so I went and bought me some more acres

I spend my own money, you can ask my accountant at the label

I drink too much syrup, every time I piss, I see tomato

No, they didn′t picture this, I spent 20K just on some Gallery

Slide in that Charger, but we gon′ leave 'em dead just like a battery

A nigga scarred up, but no I can′t complain, my mama happy

I just point at God, if my name was Johnson, it wasn't magic

Ayy, I got the ball, pass it to my nigga, it′s a no-look

If he a rat, don't care if he a fish, that boy get no hook

Ayy, know she fuck for nothin′, but I still buy her Chanel

Ayy, fucked her at the Hyatt, I was low as hell

Ayy, my bitch drive on that drill, I told her, "Bust it left"

Ayy, them bullets hit his hair, we can't go back to jail

I was broke, I came from nothing, oh, you can barely tell

Seventeen hoes, I took 'em tanning in the hills, they all from Nashville

The doors swing, I don′t know how to park this one

Ayy, rockin′ so much Chrome Hearts, my heart silver

Fuck who said that I can't rap, it got my house bigger

Give ′em thirty like Stephen and I let Hot dig 'em

I′m lit up a whole 'nother mode, with more power

Bad bitch, she look like Rubi Rose, she get no flowers

Bad bitch, she hell, but I copped her like the Lakers

Ayy, savage, but I been moving swift just like I′m Taylor