Ruthless!
(I just wonder if like, two people can stay together for good)
(You mean like couples?)
(I just-)
(I need to know that it's possible)
(That two people can stay happy together forever)
(Well that's not easy that's for sure)
1017 like I'm Gucci, but this not Gucci, this is Alyx (this is Alyx)
I spent some racks on this Pucci, wet up her coochie
Just like a sink (just like a sink, bleh)
And I got diamonds and rubies (rubies)
I'm sipping Rosé ain't no Rubi (yeah)
When I'm drunk bitch I talk to my toolie (yeah, yeah)
Get the job done bitch I'm doing my duty (manini-nani)
And, she let me touch on her booty
Bitch I ain't ever cared about no cooties
I started hitting licks when I was fourteen (fourteen)
But I ain't ever went to juvi (no)
These niggas watching me just like a movie (okay)
I got big bands I stuff 'em in my Ksubi (okay)
Take off the top, it ain't got no roof bitch
Stomp him out in Docs like, "Nada, you ruthless"
(Nada, you ruthless)
Stomp him out in Docs like, "Nada, you ruthless"
(Nada, you ruthless)
Thirty round it hit that boy in places he ain't even heard of
What you talking 'bout? (blaow)
That bitch eat me just like Waffle House (Waffle House)
And then she took me to her mama house (wow)
But she don't really fuck with Nada now
I said my mansion is a traphouse (trap)
And the feds come, they shut the trap down
Glocky on me, I ain't doing no pat-downs (yeah, no no no)
Walk up in TSA, I got that stick on me, I got that blick on me
(I got that blick on me, blicky)
Yeah, she don't wanna stick with me
When I'm in NYC, come give me company (come gimme company, N-Y-C)
And she eat me like she hungry
I put my dick in all up in her tummy
And my diamonds they jumping
Yeah my diamonds they jumping (bleh)
Tangerine whip and it's orange like pumpkin (woah)
Why the fuck is you running? (bleh, why the fuck is you running?)
Why the fuck is you drumming? (bleh, brrr)
Play with them bands like I play the percussion (ha)
One in the head give that boy a concussion (buh-duh-duh)
One to the mouth it ain't no more discussing, yeah (oh my God)
(Oh no no no no), yeah, one to the mouth it ain't no more discussing
(It ain't no more discussing)
(The best thing you can do is-)
(Find a person who loves you for exactly what you are)
(Yeah and I think I've, found that person)
(You mean like couples?)
(I just-)
(I need to know that it's possible)
(That two people can stay happy together forever)
(Well that's not easy that's for sure)
1017 like I'm Gucci, but this not Gucci, this is Alyx (this is Alyx)
I spent some racks on this Pucci, wet up her coochie
Just like a sink (just like a sink, bleh)
And I got diamonds and rubies (rubies)
I'm sipping Rosé ain't no Rubi (yeah)
When I'm drunk bitch I talk to my toolie (yeah, yeah)
Get the job done bitch I'm doing my duty (manini-nani)
And, she let me touch on her booty
Bitch I ain't ever cared about no cooties
I started hitting licks when I was fourteen (fourteen)
But I ain't ever went to juvi (no)
These niggas watching me just like a movie (okay)
I got big bands I stuff 'em in my Ksubi (okay)
Take off the top, it ain't got no roof bitch
Stomp him out in Docs like, "Nada, you ruthless"
(Nada, you ruthless)
Stomp him out in Docs like, "Nada, you ruthless"
(Nada, you ruthless)
Thirty round it hit that boy in places he ain't even heard of
What you talking 'bout? (blaow)
That bitch eat me just like Waffle House (Waffle House)
And then she took me to her mama house (wow)
But she don't really fuck with Nada now
I said my mansion is a traphouse (trap)
And the feds come, they shut the trap down
Glocky on me, I ain't doing no pat-downs (yeah, no no no)
Walk up in TSA, I got that stick on me, I got that blick on me
(I got that blick on me, blicky)
Yeah, she don't wanna stick with me
When I'm in NYC, come give me company (come gimme company, N-Y-C)
And she eat me like she hungry
I put my dick in all up in her tummy
And my diamonds they jumping
Yeah my diamonds they jumping (bleh)
Tangerine whip and it's orange like pumpkin (woah)
Why the fuck is you running? (bleh, why the fuck is you running?)
Why the fuck is you drumming? (bleh, brrr)
Play with them bands like I play the percussion (ha)
One in the head give that boy a concussion (buh-duh-duh)
One to the mouth it ain't no more discussing, yeah (oh my God)
(Oh no no no no), yeah, one to the mouth it ain't no more discussing
(It ain't no more discussing)
(The best thing you can do is-)
(Find a person who loves you for exactly what you are)
(Yeah and I think I've, found that person)
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