ruth's chris Lyrics

Uh

Uh-ooo

Yea

Ty been on the new shit

With my baby, and I popped out with the crew bitch

New Mercedes, how I'm feeling?

Yeah it's ruthless

Five star dinner, yea I'm talkin' Ruth's Chris

C'mon

Get out the way, like move

He's a kid, well I guess the kid is smooth

Undeniably the greatest, I'm like who,

Even really fucking with me?

I don't know it's cool

Honestly I hope I make it out the town

I mean I love the Ville to death, but they ain't fucking with me now

I ain't trippin, I know they gon find the sound

In a year or two, Im gon run the city, wear the crown

That's the thought process

I can't fuck with her, she crazy off the chronic

Talk the nonsense

She obnoxious

Honestly I'm done fucking with her, she toxic

I talk sick

Every beat I keep changing up all the topics

With my baby and she likes to make deposits

But I'm okay with it 'cause it's coming out her pockets

Ohhh lord, Ty be on the nonsense

Ohh lord, somebody go stop him

Newsflash, newsflash, no they can't

They just watch, they just watch, while I move up in the ranks

I might piss up on your grave and the game

Bitch I came in disrespecting names

If you claim what you not, you a bitch, that's on the gang

I know they just mad cause I'm doing what can't

C'mon

Get out the way, like move

He's a kid, well I guess the kid is smooth

Undeniably the greatest, I'm like who,

Even really fucking with me?

I don't know it's cool

Let me, let me know when your around

I could, I could show you downtown

Please just tell me what this shit about

I be on the road so I can't have no falling out

Just like that

I called tryna cut this slack

You say that it ain't that bad

I say you insane for that