I could flip any sack at your body Niggas internet flexing its obvi I'ma spend fifty at Follies (Just to go flex, who the fuck broke nigga) Goin' viral these niggas too messy Should've blocked him as soon he text me Niggas hate when a bitch is too sexy Wanna get on, and they don't discredit me They don't know that I've been busy goin' spendin' fifty on me Dog nigga turn pussy when I put the kitty on him Bad bitch don't spend her own rack What you think these niggas for Bad bitches don't get enough credit Rubiana gon settle the score Bad bitches don't dwell Bad bitch give him hell (Bad bitch give him hell) Bad bitches get even, I've been tippin' the scale (Tippin' em, trippin' em) Ruby got em shook, I can tell that he insecure Internet feen, I'ma give him what he itching for Look what he do for the pussy I can't even trust him (Can't even trust him) Maybe I'm asking too much if it's out of your budget Goin' viral these niggas too messy Should've blocked him as soon he text me Niggas hate when a bitch is too sexy Wanna get on, and they don't discredit me They don't know that I've been busy goin spendin' fifty on me Dog nigga turn pussy when I put the kitty on him I like a little bad boy like Diddy Big mouth goin' gold but he got the biggest mouth in the city Top down so it's litty Bad ting in the bity Pulled up in a Hellcat that the engine purr like a kitty (Prrr) Okay these niggas is cameramen I could've fucked on ya friends and them I should've stuck to the Benjamins Two million and counting that's M&Ms Sorta like Kylie and Kim and them Okay let's make this interesting Just keep my name out ya mentions, don't know why he actin' innocent Fuck it, I'm clearing the tension Had a whole queen, how you fuck it up overnight Thought you had cream, why we back and forth over flights Better know if I give him the pussy nigga forever indebted (Forever) These niggas out here wanna make a scene, I'm rolling the credits

When it comes to me, don't be stupid You know I fuckin' love you, nigga Yeah Mmm (We got London on da Track) It's Rubi That loyal dick gon' make me wetter, don't nobody know me better (yeah) Fuck your ex, I never sweat her, I'm the best, it ain't no better (bitch) I asked him if he fuck with me, he hit me back like, "Hella" (uh) Pullin' on these inches, pussy drippin' like a puddle (yeah, yeah, yeah) Get some top and then I dip, I'm tryna fuck, he tryna cuddle I'm not the wifey type, I get my issue, then I dub him (fuck him) Damn, he got some length, he goin' deeper than a shovel (damn) Fuckin' with a bitch like me, I hope a nigga never fumble Tell your main bitch (tell her), she the side now (yeah) Tell my main nigga (tell him), he the side now (yeah) Tell your main bitch (yeah), she the side piece (yeah) I told my main nigga, "Move to the side, please" Tell your main bitch (tell her), she the side now (yeah) Tell my main nigga (tell him), he the side now (yeah) Tell your main bitch (yeah), she the side piece (yeah) I told my main nigga, "Move to the side, please" He got the type of dick that make a bitch wild out (wild out) Put the pussy on his lips, I'm like, "Bae, fuck you talkin' 'bout?" Neighbors knockin' on that wall, they gettin' mad 'cause we too loud Pussy got him pillow talkin' 'bout his homies, he a sellout (damn) He said it's too wet, he can't pull out He got me impressed when he whip it out Let's not fight over text, we should fuck it out His old bitch mad 'cause her nigga got slutted out Tell your main bitch (tell her), she the side now (yeah) Tell my main nigga (tell him), he the side now (yeah) Tell your main bitch (yeah), she the side piece (yeah) I told my main nigga, "Move to the side, please" Tell your main bitch (tell her), she the side now (yeah) Tell my main nigga (tell him), he the side now (yeah) Tell your main bitch (yeah), she the side piece (yeah) I told my main nigga, "Move to the side, please" Tell your main bitch (tell her), she the side now (yeah) Tell my main nigga (tell him), he the side now (yeah) Tell your main bitch (yeah), she the side piece (yeah) I told my main nigga, "Move to the side, please" Tell your main bitch (tell her), she the side now (yeah) Tell my main nigga (tell him), he the side now (yeah) Tell your main bitch (yeah), she the side piece (yeah) I told my main nigga, "Move to the side, please"

Fuck, got a big ass mouth (It's Chubi on the track) Like that Face to face with it, can't be beefin' through no FaceTime Cool with all the thugs since my nigga taught me gang signs Bad bitch, bitches be like, "Where the fuck your waistline?" Body like a pornstar, he fuck me like he fresh out Could've fucked your friend but I heard he got a big mouth He want pieces of this pussy, buy a big house Big Benz, Forgiatos when I go to pull out Big racks, know he be upset I make him pull out It make me horny when he drivin' with the stick out Drivin' through the hood, showin' me he got a stash house Fuck him good, take that nigga money when he pass out Ratchet, I keep it classy when it cash out Lashes, nails done, I be tryna act out And I got that pussy that's gon' make him leave the traphouse Glowed up, probably make more money than my dad now I'm in my bag, heard they mad, now they furious I'm in them cars, that's the Fast and the Furious And I'm a find, I'm a dime bitch, period Why she smilin' in my face? Bitch, I'm curious Ain't got no house, I heard she hoeing and she loitering I heard she salty, better chill on all that sodium Laid back, white toes, hanging out that Maybach Freak show, Rubi got 'em twerkin' on that playback Free throws, bitches don't be ballin' where I stay at Come get your nigga, he be chillin' where I lay at You just be chillin', I be boolin' in the Maybach They like, "Damn, Rubi, how the fuck she do that?" Belly on petite, ass on stupid fat Round of applause, he love me when I make it clap Don't make me have to go and get my shooter back Don't make me have to show you I get into that Double R for Rubi Rose and we ain't runnin' that Slime love, niggas yellin' slatt when they act up Side bitches know that they gon' cap 'cause my stats up Back rubs, money got me laughin' in the bathtub Mad love, niggas throwin' money, got my math up Bitch, it's Rubi, so I'm rollin' in a red truck I get to it, if it's flashy, that's a set-up Said he got a couple thousand, well it ain't enough I ain't fuckin' with a nigga that's a big mouth He ain't even fuck my bitch, that's a big mouth I don't even wanna trip, I want a big house Big Benz, Forgiatos when I go to pull out Big racks, know he be upset I make him pull out

Ayy, oh-oh (oh-oh) Ever since I was a Knickerbocker lookin' at bitches' bottoms I was knowin' that I would just get to rock 'em and stick 'em proper When my pockets and styles got fat as a hippopotamus I got with her, then I'ma get on top of her (ooh) Peepin' her through my oculus, I could just put a cock in her Strokin' her like my nina when I be cockin' her, lock and the load Lay her on the ottoman until I could just have her legs grabbin' my body like she an octopus Then I'ma put 'em in the back of my hand and get to humpin' and pumpin' Hit the button 'cause shorty think it's a pumpkin Don't get to frontin', I love it when she suckin' Even better when I be toppin' that apple and when I go hit the onion I cuff her, then I fuck her on the couch Stand up, then I put it in her mouth While she suckin', I be makin' sounds Lay her down, then I eat her out, lah Face all up in the pussy, I made it mushy I'm workin' my tongue until it was gushy Like singin' a lullaby, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la When I'm makin' her feel so much pleasure, she gotta push me away from her When I lay with her 'cause I don't play with her I could teach you how to shoot, and my homie, he got flame Give her one of us, it ain't never gon' be the same Don't get it twisted with Twista or play no games with Game We can Won't stop, I'm right outside of you I would die for you This love is bulletproof Don't stop, I'm waiting They don't know about this love Yo, that song he did over top of that old-school Missy record Yo, that record is crazy Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh (oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah) From 3:00 a.m. foreplay We tend to send, okay Tempted to shave Text your man, you gon' be late 'Cause when Kool-Aid Turned back both ways If I saw you out, I'm abandoned I won't tie a knot against you This is for me Sleeping, at all, we sleep (yeah) I don't know what you came for, you can't come in for me Stroke to you, won't see you Girl, you know it's so special, it's a movie scene When we leave Can't lie, girl, you top five And you not four, three or two, you the one You the moon, you the sun I'm the star, you the gun I'm the air, you the lung And you can't breathe without me, huh? Your neck on freeze, you diamond'ed up Shinin' on me for reminders, you one of one Locked up, Cartier She got surprised, and we hopped in the car with Ye We in Paris on the runway You gon' be walkin' down the aisle one day Now we here, what a view 20 karats, what a few Said yes, I'll be at the altar, standing where? Standing right next to you She don't be trippin' on bitches I don't be trippin' on niggas, we won My ex called my phone, we on FaceTime I looked right her in the face, said, "We done" She told me, "You ain't never had a love like this before You ain't never had a iced out wrist before" She told me that she used to fuck with Chris before I said, "I bet he never fucked you like this before" (ah) With the candles burnin' and the fireplace lit If it ain't like this, it's a violation Hit her violins when I'm slidin' in When I'm slidin' out, she retirin' So it ain't no doubt, I was wearing that ass out Ass like Rubi Rose, I had to cash out She don't get it twice a week, she lash out Came back with a Birkin like, "Fuck is you mad 'bout?" Stink Ten deep, six feet, put yourself on Ring "Goodnight" texts from your boyfriend When it's shinin', fuck you 'til you sleep Late night, summer heat Kissin', tuggin', lockin' lips, can't see nothing (ooh) Focused on your girl issue Textin' on the shadow of you I feel fitness, strokin' through the best days Ain't what they expect me to do, yeah Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh (ooh) Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh

Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success And I can't stand her up no they don't understand us Cuz, they say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (Round and round) yeahh They say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (round and round) yeahh Wait they dying to get the diamonds off my plate The more I give the more they tryin to take Like I be serving you this evening got the nerve to Wonder how I eat cuz while you sleep-in ima wake Aw man what is yull saying Money long yull's in like an on ramp Young boss man I be with a lot of goons That know how to aim but dat chopper stay on auto-tune I paint a perfect picture for it So you gon need your high definition cord They say I made it cause there ain't a thing I can't Afford and car service get me to my plane before it Begins to board, aye they think they hell I'm on a highway Cause I treat everyday like it's a Friday My situation straight you looking sideways On my grizzly cause my crime pays Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success And I can't stand her up no they don't understand us Cuz, they say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (Round and round) yeahh They say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (round and round) yeahh Three cell phones no home number The shit that I be will take you out your zone comfort Quiet when I'm home but mention me when I'm gone Schedule getting full I had to I had to sync it with My iphone, and I can't get out of plane mode Cause every time I turn around I wake up in a different Time zone (different time zone) Not concerned with all the fame but want the world To know my name when I'm gone So just give me the light Quiet on the set show me where the cameras at (Where the cameras at), I'm telling you I'm ready (Telling you I'm ready), no I'm telling you I'm ready (I'm telling you I'm readyy) Opportunity in my face so I can't sit back and not take advantage of it Man I can hardly wait got a date with miss success And I can't stand her up no they don't understand us Cuz, they say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (Round and round) yeahh They say we too material (Material) but money make the world go (round and round) yeahh

I'm a boss in the game I deserve six rings I go hard in the paint They wanna know my number and my name They swear to God I got a cheat code I'm going for the three This shit is easy like a free throw I go beast mode Ballin' on 'em 93 Mike Jordan on 'em Swish nigga It's all in the wrist nigga And we aim for the top everyday just to change our lives Know the name, know the game Know the things that they ain't gon' like Not afraid to express what it takes so we made our own way You not in the game I call shots in the game like Huh what's the play Yeah what's the play What's the play Huh what's the play What's the play Yeah what's the play What's the play Huh what's the play I'm on my Wayne Gretzky I got so much ice on Smoking on that strong pack, strong pack Hit it hard, Mike Tyson Sliding home plate, safe Paid in full just like ace But I ain't working at the cleaners I get that pack and serve it like Serena Ballin' on 'em 93 Mike Jordan on 'em Touchdown We got the club going up I'm bout to roll something up And we aim for the top everyday just to change our lives Know the name, know the game Know the things that they ain't gon' like Not afraid to express what it takes so we made our own way You not in the game I call shots in the game like Huh what's the play Yeah what's the play What's the play Huh what's the play What's the play Yeah what's the play What's the play Huh what's the play

Does anybody have regular size papers out there? King size? I'll use those Got the windows down, radio's on on on You got it all, well at least you think you do When it's time to ball, niggas better think of you You see the life you wanna live on TV and wanna be a part of it Spend every night just popping bottles, pouring drinks in VIP, and you love it The more you make, the more they hate, the more they're fake, don't worry, that's just how the game go The more you make, the more they hate, the more they're fake, but I'm just singin' the same note, playin' the same song Got the windows down, radio's on on on You got it all, well at least they think you do (woo, yeah) When they say workin' hard, man, they better think of you Cause all these plaques, nigga, that's because of it Wouldn't have shit if it wasn't for it Smokin' on medicinal, spraying ozium to try cover it In the game playin' hard, but I'm just in the game, I ain't in love with it Y'all niggas tryin' to get famous, a nigga like me tryin' to get fuckin' rich Fuckin' rich, fuckin' rich, broke ass niggas can't fuck with this Fuck a deal, when it goes down, got a hundred mill on my bucket list Y'all niggas gon' keep on hatin' but we ain't gonna stop then You'll catch me in somethin' foreign and the top gon' be droppin' Got the windows down, radio's on on on

Yeah It's nothing new, haha 'Cause this is exactly what I do, uh What up E, haha The good weed's lit on this one Yeah Ridin' by myself, uhh Yep, uhh The World turning, the weed burning Them haters talkin', I keep earning Know some will say life's a bitch Well I'ma' keep flirtin' And fuck that bitch for the money and Louie V purchases Old folks jock my car 'cause they know just what this is Niggas felxin' hard with no bars, they got weak servants Keep verses, Mortal Kombat Look at my ring, if I ain't ballin' bitch then what you call that Nothing but net, ain't back cause I never left I did everything right nigga better yet Rolling bomb for the niggas that's around us Something like a contractor building from the ground up Now just, oh Twist up this weed Realize that you are in the presence of a G Don't fuck up my paper meaning my cheese Or the ones I use to roll up my trees Fuck it, you know what I mean I'm riding round, smoking, my music up loud Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they hate on the low Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own I'm in a race, and taking the winner's place No foot on the brakes One the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own See me, when I'm alone, wishing they could fuck with me My ex calling my phone, wishing she could stunt with me But I'm just ridin' dog Doing a buck .50 Stunting like Jet Li, boat houses and Jet Ski's Thirty on the flight, ice like the Gretsky's My dime pieces only recognize the best trees Treat 'em like I don't need 'em boy, you best believe You in her face, I let her breathe Oh, oh From debated on, to waited on From hated on, to the nigga they put cake up on 'Cause we are Young Movie stars 'Cause we are Young Movie stars I'm ridin' round, smoking good, music up loud Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they hate on the low Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own I'm in a race, and taking the winner's place No foot on the brakes One the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh) (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh) (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh) Oh-oh-oh, now I just stunt on my own Bitches ain't say shit to me but now they won't leave me alone Used to walk the other way But now they all come to my home And they calling my phone 'Cause my paper is long Nothing, they singing my songs Get hired up, if they want Then I bring them along We flying up Now you want me to take it all off Want me to take it all off Tell a bitch I'ma' ball And I'ma' buy a new crib for my niggas in all 'Cause I remember days we'd sit and pictured it all Nigga swear I'd leave or pictured I'd fall Counting reasons why they hate, your bitch think I'm a star 'Cause we are Young, gifted, not to mention out here making muthafucking millions Yeah, I said it, muthafucking millions Got my money up, I'm in the building I'm ridin' round, smoking good, music up loud Gotta' do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they hate on the low Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own I'm in a race, and taking the winner's place No foot on the brakes One the best, homie that's what they call me It's lonely at the top, got no company so Now I just stunt on my own Now I just stunt on my own