Countdown Ruff

Nothing about me fake, nothing about me hateful
Nothing about him real, nothing about her faithful
Nothing about me perfect, everything about me worth it
Everything done on purpose, safe to say I earned it

Dropped out of middle school, somehow this life I learned it
The tide ain't go my way, shit somehow I turnt it
Ridge was icy, could've slid, shit somehow you burnt it
Safe to say that you deserve this shit, you put your work in

Diamonds beatin', got them bitches twerkin
550 crawlin' off, life behind the curtains
Dookie send you outta space, fronto to the face
Whole chicken on my waist, I could buy your fav

Whole mission for the day, bring back extra pape
That backend, always be on time, even when it's late
My bitches got Chanel box, and it filled with pape
My brother ran this chicken up, bitches Its uproll gang

It's bandup gang, new gang, bitch you see the chain
I bet when the smoke is gone, we gon' see who lame
My babies know who really got em, if it ever came
I gave you tame, y'all took doc, shit ain't been the same



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Writer(s): Patrick Harrison
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