Ruth Chris

Lil bitch imma get on your hoe
Turn her to my main bitch slide to Ruth Chris real quick
Been fucking ain't nobody know
Y'all love to talk down on a hoe
If a nigga ain't going
So I keep my shit on the low
This Gas here got me moving clueless
My nigga move ruthless
Can't leave him when his ass on go
Come smoke some more
Get caught up if my name get brought up
So I had to let the bitch go

I'll give up some grams out the zip
Just you know my shit hit like a bitch
I just hate that I smoke it too quick
Turnt her out when I gave her this dick
I ain't even do shit she thought I pulled some tricks
Smoke her out she gon gag on the tip
Damn near crashed my whip
She sucked me stupid right outside the movies
I'm cooling and cruising this blunt on my lip

Flip flip, bitch I sold out the zip
Young mixed bitch she gon eat up the dick
How your ass bout cash and you ain't got a whip
Pop out big bag good gas in that bitch
Sip sip, don't you dare baby sit
Drank, blunt facing them bitches
She stalking my page and she all in my mentions
She crazy I'm faded too much in my system
She hating she said I can't fuck with her sister
I played with her pussy I made her my mistress
Got that bitch in my pocket
She love when and pull up and rock it
She be playing like stop then I pop her
Got these blunts full of exotic
You don't reach when I pass it you lost it
Had the bitch stalking like Crocker
My roster got boppers that's tugging on joggers for lobster
She gripping for shit Wanted brain i ain't stop her
I slayed through the day and that play had me lazy
But fuck it I dropped her
New bad bitch every week
And I smoke em to sleep
She call cause she know I be geeked
Bitch I'm out on my feet
Party too hard Mixing Crown and Bacardi
I ain't stopping shit til we pass out I'm sorry
This keef here a creeper in love with this reefer
These trees got me steep on the beach with my feet up

You know I'm finna roll 4 if I roll one
And them bitches some runts
Can't hold back shit
It's crazy I'll blaze through a zip in two days
Got me tripping and missing like where is my shit
Gas in this bag got me slipping
I'm kicking with bitches that's muting they mentions
Her nigga don't know that his ass been a victim
Fuck her ass in a robe and then pass to my nigga

Turnt that bitch out like a savage
Told her slide through the spot to get ravaged
We fucked up my sheets after that she was with me for weeks
Still had other hoes I would meet we drove hours to beat
This flower got power I'm stuck on feet
Slid me shit for free it ain't never been chiefed
Mixed like three goddamn strains I feel insane
Goddamn this gas got me weak

Gas so exotic make you kick the bucket
Your bitch eat me up and I love when she suck it
Chief slow cause I'm smoking for luxury
Take this lil Dutch and I stuff it with runts
Don't give no fuck
I might just go slide in her cousin
High as fuck and she still lemme bust her
Can't cuff her
She fucking with me and three others
No rubber
She come smoke with me eat me up
Then I dump her



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Writer(s): John Monger
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