Rubi Wayda (with Luh Tyler)
I pop out kick it with P's know I fuck with players
My wrist double V's, bling, ice splash
Like the candy I be chasing paper now or later
I ask Luhtyler do you want Rubi Rose or Jayda Wayda
I'm with Darius in this bitch we got yo hoe getting turnt
Brody keep that iron, he might give a bitch a perm
None of this shit ain't come from luck
This some shit you gotta earn
I don't really like to talk, sit back listen then I learn
Sit back watching I observe, what's that there it's fly as hell
Is that a plane or is that a bird, No that's Darius oh
Luhtyler smoking Mary Jane, I be pouring 4
I'm pushing P playboy, Hugh Hefner with the hoes
I got my Talli partner with me, them players and some jits
Before the dms and the snapchats I was on Kik
Gone fuck em both, I'm like a bad safety hard to pick
Pull up to shows black truck with hoes,
I'm on some player shit
I'm a P, and you not me, Ayy LuhTyler, (N---a Skee)
She went out she failed the test, I gave her D
Hoe thick as fuck she turn around you see her P
I pop out kick it with P's know I fuck with players
My wrist double V's, bling, ice splash
Like the candy I be chasing now or later
I ask Luhtyler do you want Rubi Rose or Jayda Wayda
I'm with Darius in this bitch we got yo hoe getting turnt
Brody keep that iron, he might give a bitch a perm
None of this shit ain't come from luck
This some shit you gotta earn
I don't really like to talk, sit back listen then I learn
N---a we been putting that work in no time for no sleep
We been on the road bitch I made like 20 in a week
We be getting to that bread don't try to put me in that beef,
I ain't tryna talk to no nigga if it
Ain't about that cheese,
I ain't tryna talk to no n---a if it ain't about that cake,
Tell them there
Drop that bag bitch we on the way,
I can't put no trust inside a N---a they be fake, gotta stay up
On the grind nigga know that's what it take
Imma stay up on the grind n---a gonna get that gwalla
Got yo bitch off that drank yea she
Sipping out the bottle,
That lil bitch a freak she gonna buss it for a follow,
Imma pass it to the
Gang that bitch won't get no dollar
I pop out kick it with P's know I fuck with players
My wrist double V's, bling, ice splash
Like the candy I be chasing now or later
I ask Luhtyler do you want Rubi Rose or Jayda Wayda
I'm with Darius in this bitch we got yo hoe getting turnt
Brody keep that iron, he might give a bitch a perm
None of this shit ain't come from luck this some shit you gotta earn
I don't really like to talk sit back listen then I learn
My wrist double V's, bling, ice splash
Like the candy I be chasing paper now or later
I ask Luhtyler do you want Rubi Rose or Jayda Wayda
I'm with Darius in this bitch we got yo hoe getting turnt
Brody keep that iron, he might give a bitch a perm
None of this shit ain't come from luck
This some shit you gotta earn
I don't really like to talk, sit back listen then I learn
Sit back watching I observe, what's that there it's fly as hell
Is that a plane or is that a bird, No that's Darius oh
Luhtyler smoking Mary Jane, I be pouring 4
I'm pushing P playboy, Hugh Hefner with the hoes
I got my Talli partner with me, them players and some jits
Before the dms and the snapchats I was on Kik
Gone fuck em both, I'm like a bad safety hard to pick
Pull up to shows black truck with hoes,
I'm on some player shit
I'm a P, and you not me, Ayy LuhTyler, (N---a Skee)
She went out she failed the test, I gave her D
Hoe thick as fuck she turn around you see her P
I pop out kick it with P's know I fuck with players
My wrist double V's, bling, ice splash
Like the candy I be chasing now or later
I ask Luhtyler do you want Rubi Rose or Jayda Wayda
I'm with Darius in this bitch we got yo hoe getting turnt
Brody keep that iron, he might give a bitch a perm
None of this shit ain't come from luck
This some shit you gotta earn
I don't really like to talk, sit back listen then I learn
N---a we been putting that work in no time for no sleep
We been on the road bitch I made like 20 in a week
We be getting to that bread don't try to put me in that beef,
I ain't tryna talk to no nigga if it
Ain't about that cheese,
I ain't tryna talk to no n---a if it ain't about that cake,
Tell them there
Drop that bag bitch we on the way,
I can't put no trust inside a N---a they be fake, gotta stay up
On the grind nigga know that's what it take
Imma stay up on the grind n---a gonna get that gwalla
Got yo bitch off that drank yea she
Sipping out the bottle,
That lil bitch a freak she gonna buss it for a follow,
Imma pass it to the
Gang that bitch won't get no dollar
I pop out kick it with P's know I fuck with players
My wrist double V's, bling, ice splash
Like the candy I be chasing now or later
I ask Luhtyler do you want Rubi Rose or Jayda Wayda
I'm with Darius in this bitch we got yo hoe getting turnt
Brody keep that iron, he might give a bitch a perm
None of this shit ain't come from luck this some shit you gotta earn
I don't really like to talk sit back listen then I learn
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Wiggins, Darius Thornton, Joshua Antwan, Tyler Meeks, Corey Moon, Jorgen Sweeney, Tape Kidd
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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