Ruthless (feat. Daboii)

RBE x SOB Mane that's the gang mane

Fuck you suckas for you other ****

I ain't fuckin' with

A big Glock make this bitch sing ****

High notes tweetin' like he on me

I don' trip off the typos

Hoes jump around with the clique

I don' like toes

Fuck taking breaks

I ain't stoppin' till the mic gone

Real P with the strap

Sending' shells, **** mac round

Talkin' like she ready

Then I gotta blow her back out

Real rumble, big 40 with us Pacquiao

Real smoke make a **** hold his ears

'Cause it's that loud

**** on my dick

Ride around with the semi cocked

Tryna live this life

But I can't like I'm in a box

Bad lil' bitch, ha, yeah I spit in twat

She my bottom bitch I just love when she give me top

Strap got the flash, you get found like Dory

Gotta chase a bag

'Cause that broke shit bore me

Choosin' fee the high broke bitch can't afford me

Lil' ****, big chop, what the fuck think I'm Norbit

I ain't gettin' in a whip, if it's not tinted

Feds tryna build a case I am not with it

If the cat gotta fee I will not rent it

And stop talkin' out yo mouth I will not listen

Real P with the strap

Sendin' shells, **** mac round

Talkin' like she ready

Then I gotta blow her back out

If I go down plead the fifth

Then I won't make a sound

If I hit it once, she gone wanna go rounds

Nah baby can't take no chances

No love and no romancin'

My Glock hold 30 no jammin'

One up top, head shots, no dandruff

Fuck the cops tryna shoot a **** dead

Fuck Trump want a **** in the Feds

If I kill a cop I'ma do life

Told my lawyer beat the case

All he wanted was the bread

I'm a young wild ****

And we young and we reckless

I talk from the heart

So what hidden is a message

I don't fuck with ops

Buy Glocks for investments

To pass to the homies

Run up they'll stretch it

Don' know what I'm thinkin'

'Cause my mind way different

When **** say my name

Then the crime way different

I've been bust down, iced

In a watch phase different

Red bottom walkin'

Red high tech sippin'

Still posted in the hood ****

Still sendin' shots broad day, like it's good ****

Got a down bitch and I'm good

Still going through the pain

Facin' cooks in the wood ****

Last year it was all a vision ****

Speakin' all G

Whole gang get to trippin' ****

Speakin' on shit

Cold gang get to trippin' ****

Speakin' on me

Family members get to missin' ****

Lightin' shit, like Christmas ****

Slidin' with a chop

Same size as a midget ****

Old hoes sour like lemon ****

Main bitch straight

What she want she can get it ****

What she want she can get it ****

And my momma straight

What she want she can get it ****

If you want you can get it ****

Slidin' down block

Sayin' that we gone visit ****

See a op I'm a knock a **** down

Mix carbohydrates with the ounce

If I go down plead the fifth

Then I won't make a sound

If I hit it once, she gone wanna go rounds

Nah baby can't take no chances

No love and no romancin'

My Glock hold 30 no jammin'

One up top, head shots, no dandruff

Real P with the strap

Sendin' shells, **** mac round

Talkin' like she ready, then I gotta blow her back out