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