
Sterling Ruby Skulls Brennan Jones
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[Verse]
I put vetements all on my team
I only be fuckin' exclusive bitches
You can find my ho in magazines
Look at my jeans, I'm rockin' martine
The shit I got on, these boys never seen
And I'll get your trap jumpin' like a trampoline
I pull up with a big ass magazine
Monkey nuts, I feel like a marine
I might just smash that ho and leave her on seen
Or pass to my team
My ho comin' over, it's the same routine, she here for my penis
[Chorus]
Sterling ruby skulls all up in my room, I'm surrounded by demons
They watchin' me while I'm sleepin'
Up in the night I stay creepin' (watchin' mе while I'm sleepin')
[Verse 2]
Half of these rappеrs, they got old swag, man, I know that for a fact
'Cause when they wanted clothes, young Brennan Jones was the one they contact
Hidden in the back, giving styling tips on how to swag
I was gettin' cash, from sellin' clothes, stackin' up my racks
And I love all of my black hoes that I attract
I told that boy relax, you can have your bitch back, that ho is a gnat
And I don't know why they talkin' 'bout me behind my back
White hoes mad, cause my bitch black
I put vetements all on my team
I only be fuckin' exclusive bitches
You can find my ho in magazines
Look at my jeans, I'm rockin' martine
The shit I got on, these boys never seen
And I'll get your trap jumpin' like a trampoline
I pull up with a big ass magazine
Monkey nuts, I feel like a marine
I might just smash that ho and leave her on seen
Or pass to my team
My ho comin' over, it's the same routine, she here for my penis
[Chorus]
Sterling ruby skulls all up in my room, I'm surrounded by demons
They watchin' me while I'm sleepin'
Up in the night I stay creepin' (watchin' mе while I'm sleepin')
[Verse 2]
Half of these rappеrs, they got old swag, man, I know that for a fact
'Cause when they wanted clothes, young Brennan Jones was the one they contact
Hidden in the back, giving styling tips on how to swag
I was gettin' cash, from sellin' clothes, stackin' up my racks
And I love all of my black hoes that I attract
I told that boy relax, you can have your bitch back, that ho is a gnat
And I don't know why they talkin' 'bout me behind my back
White hoes mad, cause my bitch black
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