Young Ross - Ruth's Chris (feat. Karai Banx)

Spend a bag eat at Ruth's Chris
You be Lyin like we know what the truth is
Big vibes big waves yea we do this
Real ties realize what we doin
Spend a bag eat at Ruth's Chris
You be Lyin like we know what the truth is
Big vibes big waves yea we do this
Real ties realize what we doin
Real eyes realize what im doin
I hope you know that you the one that I'm pursuing
I hope u know that u the only one I'm doin
Let's take a trip the destination u could choose it
She fine asf I know they see what I be seeing
Cautious but I fw her got me thinking
Diamonds bussin so it got u Niggas blinking
Her baby daddy ain't s yo hit that's why she leaving
Damn come here
Yea I like you so u know I'm bout to spend it
And u fine but u know how to deal w it
And All these hoes hate cus girl u be killin em
If It can't go in sport then she ain't gon sit in it
She Took the condom I'm thinkin plan b
Shot the club up and I shot up the street
And the after hours spot yea she got some heat
Not only rap but I produced so I like to beat
Yo bitch for the streets I wouldn't take her out
My bitch shittin on u hoes she gotta move some bowels
Her shit stupid wet Ima need some extra towels
I could've got her back then but shit I got her now
Spend a bag eat at Ruth's Chris
You be Lyin like we know what the truth is
Big vibes big waves yea we do this
Real ties realize what we doin
Spend a bag eat at Ruth's Chris
You be Lyin like we know what the truth is
Big vibes big waves yea we do this
Real ties realize what we doin
Young minded back then I wanted access
Not too many know this crib she got the address
Yea We both up and we cashin checks
a lot of plays in my head I'm tryna pick what's next
From an era where the car stop tphe rims movin
I say that cause the people from that time built different
It's Prolly the era w the most real Niggas
Wasn't really no online u had to field trip it
No cap
Invitation on my clothes huh
Put diamonds in yo ear she done froze up
You do too much I ain't tryna control her
She bad asfk check her face card no poker
Let's spend a bag

Written by:
Ross Stribling

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