Ruthless

By Based1

On RARE!

Released on December 18, 2020

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[Intro: VTP Rossa]

Woah


[Pre-Chorus: VTP Rossa]

She ask how I do it (Do it)

Oh baby, why you actin' clueless? (Clueless)

I swear that you already knew this (Oh)

I’m so sick of all the assuming (Assuming)

Assuming you know what the truth is

I don't think that we can get through this

New number, I'm actin’ like, "Who this?" (Who this?)

It's your fault I ended up ruthless


[Chorus: VTP Rossa]

Pockets on swole (Swole), pockets on Rick Ross (Rick Ross)

I been movin' way, yeah, I had to get the bricks off

Money everywhere, I can tell you're pissed off

I just wanna hit, I don't wanna lip lock

I don't even bang but I'm where the crips walk

Feel like Roddy Ricch, put the stick inside a big box (Woah)

You can't evеn hang, I be with the big dogs (Big dogs)

Show me somе respect, yeah, you talkin’ to the big boss


[Verse: XVXPARIS]

I can get your bitch dancin’ on me like a TikTok

Bust down Rollie, I ain't fuckin’ with a wrist watch

Whole lot of blue strips, baby, them hunnids

VVs bussin', niggas need to go blind

Yeah, stay there, you know I don't play there

Rather be rich than famous, can't come in the trap, it’s sacred

Yeah, Number Nine on me, twenty-five hundred, my coat, it's not even cold

We gon' pop, I do the most

I like bitches who put shit up they nose

Real exotic, drip from my head to toe

Mob ties, they be throwin' them fours

I'm a addict, I'm still pourin' them fours

Drugs ' like I'm a G.O.A.T


[Pre-Chorus: VTP Rossa]

She ask how I do it (Do it)

Oh baby, why you actin' clueless? (Clueless)

I swear that you already knew this (Oh)

I'm so sick of all the assuming (Assuming)

Assuming you know what the truth is

I don't think that we can get through this

New number, I'm actin' like, "Who this?" (Who this?)

It's your fault I ended up ruthless


[Chorus: VTP Rossa]

Pockets on swole (Swole), pockets on Rick Ross (Rick Ross)

I been movin' way, yeah, I had to get the bricks off

Money everywhere, I can tell you're pissed off

I just wanna hit, I don't wanna lip lock

I don't even bang but I'm where the crips walk

Feel like Roddy Ricch, put the stick inside a big box (Woah)

You can't even hang, I be with the big dogs (Big dogs)

Show me some respect, yeah, you talkin' to the big boss