Ruger Lyrics

If this don't fuck the streets up

Hello, or should I say Wahh Gwarnnn

You see it's crazy I be forgetting whose company I'm in man

You know I have so many personas

See I was a lil nigga outta hell

Caught my first case and they threw me in the cell

Then they say I couldn't post bail that weed in the mail

Had a nigga doing well

You should've seen their face when I stepped outta jail

17 stone and still holding the chrome

Lloyal on a mad ting, rewind hand ting

SOG finger ring you know I'm selling everything

Hood niggas up now, guess I'm in luck now

Funny how the stush bitches all try and fuck now

Yeah I got guap now, fresh off the lot now

Funny how they look at niggas different when we uptown

Lifestyle change, made a lil change

Might ride by the dealership, cop a new range

Now she say my attitude's changed

Got me looking at her sideways, babe we ain't the same

Crosses on the chain, these sweats is Balmain

That's your hoe on my dick man, you know I got game

Rich niggas in the streets, iced out Jesus piece

See you in that new jeep, yeah be that's leased

Dubai on a yacht, billionaires dock

Every time I shoot my shot yo we headed to the spot

I'm still doing dirt, Givenchy on the shirt

Go & hit a nigga line if you know how to move work

I don't know anyone legit who's paying for this shit

My drip drip make a nigga sick

Custom seats in the Benz, tailor made trims

Peep me through the tents, flyest nigga in the ends

Nah I'll bet on anything, I know your hoe know me

If any consolation, she came from my homie

You don't know the new me, you only know the old me

And by the time you heard this, she probably done blown me

Lloyal affirmation, avoid that altercation

Without no conversation, she hopped in

No hesitation, no cappin' nigga

Lloyal affirmation, avoid that altercation

Without no conversation, she hopped in

No hesitation, no cappin' nigga

Yeah, I'm a real G to the core

That's the OG's hunnid G's of the raw

Wanna be G's all look at me in awe left hand on the bible

I'll never tell the law

100k kettle baguette cut on the bezel

Yours tell the time but it ain't like mine

You know a real nigga won't ever be in line

Badder bitch, by the bar, hoe I'll leave your ass behind

Look, don't take it personal, it's just the way I grind

If she ain't putting out then I'll get you round mine

I'm all about the skrilla, cash, chicken dinner

Go and scream bingo bitch cause you're on to a winner

Shirt's cream linen, pants are stained denim

Step on these creps and off you go to heaven

Now look up at the sky, hoe you know its do or die

G Lloyal on this shit bitch, I'm the new guy

Lloyal affirmation, avoid that altercation

Without no conversation, she hopped in

No hesitation, no cappin' nigga

Lloyal affirmation, avoid that altercation

Without no conversation, she hopped in

No hesitation, no cappin' nigga