Big leah - RALPH LAUREN Lyrics

I don't need no motherf*ckin' introduction, f*ck y'all hoes, talking bout
Might cha-cha slide one of y'all hoes
Y'all hear this shit? Y'all see this shit
Yeah
Yeah, yeah Yeen a real rap, bitch,Yeen got no cash
If I was these hoes too, I'd be mad
Came back, took a break, and still gon' put this belt to ass
Niggas think shit sweet, but none green over here but grass
Bitches know I keep a team full of hitters, gon' get they ass dragged
All my bitches bad, glock up in they bag
In the club, of Casamigos, they might throw some ass
Real hood, bitch, my persona
Love a hood nigga, smell good, but that gas my aroma
This gas, gas, ion like niggas bluffin
Real big dog, finna come put this shit on ya ugh
Back it up, beep, beep, slow it down
Damn, I dropped a blunt, who my hoe f*ckin' on now
F*ck it, cut the nigga off, see what he was doin
He don't text you back, then you know the nigga screwing
Cut him off next day, wake and bake, no makeup
Bitches hatin' on me before they even wake up
On the phone with a scammin' nigga caked up
Cut the nigga off, I told him he gettin' kinda boring
Real bad bitch, rock Ralph Lauren
Hoes press as f*ck , they out here fake page, boring
Hoes watchin' me on another f*ckin' page
I ain't playin' with these hoes just like the other day
Bitches know I'm in they instant on they other page
These hoes play with me, I might just show these hoes today
Bitches always searchin' up my Insta, I be in they recommended
Know I come hard on these beats, so I'm leavin' bitches offended
And all I smoke is loud, this pack that you smell
I be fresh as hell, f*ck a scammin' nigga like a nigga drug sale
Bitches hatin' on me, shit, oh well
My nigga got them packs, tell your nigga sent through Zell
Ya I took a break, but im back you can tell
Ya I took a break, but I'm back you can tell
Ya I took a break, but I'm back you can tell
Ya I took a break, but I'm back you can tell
Ya I took a break, but I'm back you can tell