Ruthless lyrics
by Freddie Gibbs
[Intro]
Ooh, ooh
Freddie Kane (Yeah, yeah)
Freddie Kane (Yeah)
Ain't a motherf*ckin' thing, n*gga (Check it)
[Chorus]
Neck game stupid, wrist game stupid (Yeah), whip game stupid (Yeah)
To tell the truth, when I break up, I throw the set, tuck the thumb, and I chuck the b*tch the deuces (Yeah)
Hoes don't make it easy, but I remain ruthless
[Verse 1]
Crazy when I dropped, I got an insane amount of options (Uh)
Cherry-red the drop Impala like I'm straight up out of Bompton
I don't be f*ckin' 'round on thе 'Gram, these hoes bе watchin', they be stalkin'
If I put you on this flight, you can bring your partners, ain't no talkin'
Ain't no talkin' (Ain't no talkin', b*tch)
And it ain't like I got sh*t to hide
b*tches know I'm tryna smash
She just tryna get a bag
If I wasn't rappin', I'd still be comin' down on candy slab
Told her, "If the internet crashed, you'd just be sellin' ass"
Louis bags, Prada boots (Yeah)
I show too much love to the strippers, scammers, and prostitutes
Left they other kids to come f*ck with me, irresponsible (f*ck)
Messy ho, I just had to hit the block and then follow you
Wonder why I'm still dodgin' you, you stupid
[Chorus]
Neck game stupid (Yeah), wrist game stupid (Yeah), whip game stupid (Uh)
To tell the truth, I put my trust in groupie hoes, I'm disgusted as sh*t how I was movin' (Damn)
Don't get shot up by Cupid, that sh*t'll make you foolish
Neck game stupid (Yeah), wrist game stupid (Yeah), whip game stupid (Yeah)
To tell the truth, when I break up, I throw the set, tuck the thumb, and I chuck a b*tch the deuces (Fiend)
Hoes don't make it easy, but I remain ruthless
[Verse 2]
Man, I'm so tired of these hoes, ridin' for these hoes
Everybody know you a sl*t and I'm sidin' with these hoes
Family first, don't let sh*t get divided by these hoes
Crazy when I copped her, go to her page, this b*tch a monster
Petty Freddie, ho, it's back to bologna from steak and lobster
Couple bad draft picks on the team'll f*ck up your roster
But I straight release a b*tch, tell a ho to clean out her locker
b*tch, you stupid
[Chorus]
Neck game stupid (Yeah), wrist game stupid (Yeah), whip game stupid (Yeah)
To tell the truth, when I break up, I throw the set, tuck the thumb, and I chuck a b*tch to deuces (Fiend)
Hoes don't make it easy, but I remain ruthless
Neck game stupid (Yeah) wrist game stupid (Yeah), whip game stupid (Yeah)
To tell the truth, when I break up, I throw the set, tuck the thumb, and I chuck a b*tch to deuces (Throw the Fin)
Hoes don't make it easy, but I remain ruthless (Yeah)
[Outro]
Neck game stupid, wrist game stupid
You need to remain stupid, that's the whole f*ckin' thing
And stay and remain in here
'Cause you can't go back to that sh*t
That sh*t is stupid
You stay over here with me, Freddie
With the stupid b*tches with the double-jointed neck
You love that stupid sh*t, you writin' whole songs about this
Who you think gave you these stupid b*tches?
I did, wrist game stupid, neck game stupid
Stupid b*tches, n*ggas love stupid sh*t
Why n*ggas wanna make negative connotations out of stupid sh*t?
So we got to be thankful for that, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
But I remain— but I remain— but I remain— but I remain—