RUGA! lyrics
by Grioten
[Pre-Chorus]
They call King Kong 'cause I be climbing to the top
When I pull up with the rari you know I ain't gone stop
I can only make the best b*tch I'm never gone rot
If you wanna be the best, better show up to the lot 'cause I'll
[Chorus]
Pull up with a 45 b*tch I'm a ruga
I Shoot you with a kit, b*tch I'm pulling out the toola
f*ck a b*tch on her knees like she praying the budda
You slacking b*tch you gunna stay down till you pull up
Yeah, I'm swerving in a stickshift
b*tch burn up the track
Yeah, I punch you in the face if you look at me like that
Take it to the back, back, back
That's where the big boys bat
Better turn ur f*cking back before
I hit you off that map lil' dayum
[Verse]
Why you looking at mе like that what's your problem
I nevеr had this power and this money back in college
f*ck all the b*tches in my class they exausting
Never had a b*tch, but I still be f*cking
Hit the f*cking gas, now I made it out the mud
Why you hating on me if you just my f*cking son
Copy paste b*tch I made that sh*t into a f*cking song
b*tch I don't give a f*ck what you say, I'm going up
Like b*tch like what
Gucci, Prada, Luis vi
I've been making cash all this money on me
b*tch I pull up to scene with a SR-3
I'm the king of land, bow down to me
Like b*tch I'm on go, you know I'm on a roll
All this money rolling in while for you I need a scope
Why you talking to me dirty, think you need to see a pope
Stop tryna be me, I think the act now it's getting old
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I shoot you with a mutherf*cking ruger
Make heat like Luga
If you acting like a b*tch I'll call you a puta
I run the f*cking bag
With my lads
And an AR attached
I don't give a f*ck about because I'm about to
[Chorus]
Pull up with a 45 b*tch I'm a ruga
I Shoot you with a kit, b*tch I'm pulling out the toola
f*ck a b*tch on her knees like she praying the budda
You slacking b*tch you gunna stay down till you pull up
Yeah, I'm swerving in a stickshift
b*tch burn up the track
Yeah, I punch you in the face if you look at me like that
Take it to the back, back, back
That's where the big boys bat
Better turn ur f*cking back before
I hit you off that map lil' dayum