JJK FAM - RUBY (feat. Sushi Kardashian, Champ & Kuma) Lyrics

Ain't no diamonds on my neck, I got shounen on my neck
Nigga f*ck a jesus piece
Just copped a Todoroki piece
My bitch love it when they klink, she say it sound like Fur Elise
If you in vacinity, please step back cause you might freeze
My Sushi piece my mini me, this Tsuna piece be mighty flea
With all this jewelry on me surprised it's no bitches on me, damn
But you can forget that
Six-shooter make some swiss out a sixpack
And my music it be hitting like your midpack
But ya'll niggas boujee so y'all won't admit that
Skateboard P y'all stay with the big cap, and that's big facts
Bruh, I'm stacking up the bread making bigmac's
And I got more sauce than a Rib Shack
Stuck on ya bitches mind I'm a semtex
And she boutta blow
Ima f*ck her on your couch while you at the store
She rubbing on my chain and she think its gold
She don't know that I got it from the 5 Below, woah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah

Got yo bitch blowing my dick like a flute
Louie my belt and Balenci my shoe
Chopper blast turn his brain to soup
Wipe his nose like I gave him the flu
Glock on my lap extendo clip
Aim out the window I'm letting it rip
Lean in my cup no you can't sip
Chop' in my lap make yo ass flip
Sip Lean, wearing ripped jeans
Got a big beam and I keep it on me
Big fiend, smoking lit weed
Chopper on me and It came with a beam
Call me a Wiz' cause it's not what it seem
Rollie on me and I keep that bitch clean
Come get yo bitch cause she f*cked on the team
Sushi and Champ yea we get to the green
Begging for Clout you niggas is fiends
Running real slow like I'm stuck in a dream
Get to this green, sipping this Lean
Glock on my lap and it came with a beam
Face to his wall like I'm setting a screen
Brains on the floor and his blood on the scene
Taking his bread like a pyramid scheme
Put his hands up I turned that boy to a meme
Yo bitch look like Boosie
Money stretch longer than Luffy
Bitch I'm the one
Niggas be acting like groupies, bout to be on Judge Judy
Cause I got a gun
Know a few niggas that shoot shit for fun
Know a few niggas that move by the ton
Know a few niggas that know a few niggas
Ain't saying no names cause niggas ain't done
Bipolar shit, you know I'm with the shit
You niggas impotent, you niggas make me sick
And I keep a blick with a loaded clip
Aim it a bitch it'll make em' flip
And do the running man
Been that nigga since the motherf*ckin' sonnogram
I don't need friends, bitch I need a hundred grand
In so much pink, I feel like Killa Cam
Okay, and I got thotties off the bean and they down to shoot a scene
I got niggas on my team and they all about the green