Lyrics

Big Slide, ayy, yeah Big Rubi, you already know what the fuck goin' on Stop playin' with me Don't be comin' at me crooked with that street talk Run up in your crib, put on that mask, let that piece talk Ayy, bitches really choosin' like a seesaw Fucked on your homie, now he wanna see, can we talk? Ho nigga, don't you speak on my name Real bitch, I was made for this game (I was made for this game) Caught a body, don't you aim for my chain Or the rocks that I keep in my ring (Or the rocks that I keep in my ring) Never hang around a so-so nigga Rubi bouncin' like a pogo, nigga I'm not your ho, though, nigga When you see me, I be solo, nigga All that cuffing is a no-no, nigga You was promo, nigga I be bouncing on that dick and that shit long Fuck and I came to the same song (oh) "Ayy, Rubi gon' flop", man, was they wrong (yeah, yeah) Bad bitch, buy my bread and my game strong I be bouncing on that dick and that shit long (damn) Fuck and I came to the same song "Ayy, Rubi gon' flop", man, was they wrong Bad bitch, buy my bread and my game strong (yuh, wait) You ain't fuckin', we don' trip, but I can trick it off Whipped cream conversations, let me lick it off You say that Birkin bag expensive, huh? (Huh) You hate niggas in they feelings, huh? (Huh) When you talkin', yeah, they listen, huh? (Huh) You ain't got no bitches, huh? (Huh) You be thirsty in 'em mentions, huh? (Huh) You be beggin' for attention, huh? (Huh) I spent a grip on my clothes (racks) I need a bitch that look like Rubi Rose I throw them racks on my wrist and my toes (ooh) I really does it, they see and say, "Goals" I ain't got no time for a rat, ho (rat) That pussy trash, you ain't gotta call me back, ho (hello) I get it poppin', I get rackies, I ain't worried 'bout no thot (thot) Shawty just a freak (freak), shawty just a bop (bop) Diamonds like the ocean, I got water on these rocks (rocks) That nigga the opp, cuffin' pussy like a cop, what's happenin'? Ayy, gettin' all this money, I don't be shit talkin' Fucked on his face, then I told blood to kick rocks Ayy, raised in the A on the big blocks Iced out my wrist and that shit doesn't tick-tock (sheesh) Ayy, watch me pull up in that Benz Give a fuck 'bout that shit that you in (in) I'm a queen, I don't need to pretend Ask your nigga, he in my DMs (he in my DMs) Rubi Rose gettin' dough, ain't no joke I got bitches who dance on the pole (they do) And he like when I'm touchin' the floor Lookin' back while I drop it real slow I be bouncing on that dick and that shit long Fuck and I came to the same song "Ayy, Rubi gon' flop", man was they wrong Bad bitch, buy my bread and my game strong I be bouncing on that dick and that shit long Fuck and I came to the same song "Ayy, Rubi gon' flop", man was they wrong Bad bitch, buy my bread and my game strong (Bread and my game strong, game stong, game strong)
Writer(s): Kristopher Thomas Campbell, Rubi Benton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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