Ropes

Ya Fucking up a check I might go and cop the Vette Thinking bout that new Patek Ya I don't ever pay for sex You would think I was a slave with all these ropes around my neck Ya Fucking up a check I might go and cop the Vette Thinking bout that new Patek Ya I don't ever pay for sex You would think I was a slave with all these ropes around my neck Brand new foreign bitch I had to put her in the coupe All we talk about is Louie V and Jimmy Choo She might call me handsome Sometimes I might call her cute I taught her how to load the strap Now all she wanna do is shoot I just filled her Birkin bag with another bag I'm guessing that's the reason why her ex nigga mad Bitches waiting at the door I'm coming in with racks I got 30 in the clip I'll line you up like Warren Sapp I can't f*ck with opps I don't talk to cops Bitches say I'm boujee All I rock is Gucci stocks Caught that nigga slipping It all started with a plot Wipe that baby nose so much He running out of snot This is not your boulevard Get up off the block I anit talking bout no stone But my wrist filled up with rocks If it anit the Drakos We play with the glocks We don't call them bandos We just call them spots Use to pull up Buick thinking Lamborghini Urus In my city I'm the man But I'm still acting like a tourist I just met this bitch from Europe Got the big head like she stuart All she speak is Russian So I went and got that bitch a tutor You gon make the news If you keep fucking up How he still alive I guess he keep on lucking up You got to stay down If you try to run it up And you got to have a bag If you plan on fucking her We not the same I got a bag and I put it on your brain They gon wet you up Like you standing in the rain Snatch your tongue out Don't be speaking on my name And if his diamonds real F*ck it bring me back his chain Ya F*ck the fame we get money Got some niggas ready to eat I swear them niggas hungry Got your bitch jumping Up and down like a monkey Every time we f*ck She be humming when she cumin Ya Fucking up a check I might go and cop the Vette Thinking bout that new Patek Ya I don't ever pay for sex You would think I was a slave with all these ropes around my neck Ya Fucking up a check I might go and cop the Vette Thinking bout that new Patek Ya I don't ever pay for sex You would think I was a slave with all these ropes around my neck