HEIR TO THE THRONE

Ruby do be moving like a U-Haul
Homie you annoying like a seagull
I know I can smash you, bro, no need to brawl
I ain't playing 2K but I love to ball
Fuck it, I'm coming for all of these rappers
They wrapping they bodies up, it's a disaster
Homie, I'll show you that you are just chatter
I'm getting my cheddar, it's stacking up faster
Flow switched up cause I'm better than you
Rare like Candy while you common like flu
Roses are red, and I'm leaving you blue
There ain't no peace when it's me and a fool
Ruby is the boss, in an elevator to the top
Stone Cold Stunning, like bad plumbing, yeah, I drip a lot
In the great white north, these rappers firewood, I light 'em up
Ruby smoking gas, getting buzzed like the astronaut
Man I got bands like I'm Warped Tour
Twenty-One Pilots, and they heathens who gon' leave you sore
In the cut like diamonds, I be shining like a jewelry store
Getting money like I'm camping, man I need s'mores
I got people threatening my life, and I don't give a fuck
They be shooting hallows, only thing hallow is they cranium
Acting like they gangster, bring they gang like they gon' bang me up
Scrawny white boys, look like Piper Perri, but they acting tough
I don't play no games, I be spitting like I'm Triple H
Check the pedigree, you just a bitch with nothing to acclaim
Ruby burn it down, but the haters trying to put me out
Call me John Cena, you can't see the way I'm balling now

Who be Ruby Rare? I'm the heir to the throne
King in this bitch, got a chair made of chrome
Steel in my hand, hit you square in the dome
Man I got bands, like I'm Doug Dimmadome



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Writer(s): Erik Waye
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