Favorite Rome Streetz (Ft. Bub Rock)

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
Yo
She see me on Instagram, see me on Twitter
Slid in my DM, and told me I'm that nigga
I'm like "baby, that's what's up, I love your game, keep runnin' it
I beat the pussy, put it on punishment"
She reply "Romey, understand, I'm not one of them hoes you used to"
We do what we do and then you do you
Player shit, puttin' up buckets in the game and I'm your favorite
Them niggas play the nosebleeds seats, just lookin' flavorless
I came in the game and had my way with it
Got the slab out the lab, sold it to you straight, I ain't waited shit
Patience is a virtue, but I took it, I ain't wait for it
From where everybody's smile is crooked, watch your acquaintances
You know the vibe though, live from N.Y
The stack is high, stay chinky-eyed off the lye smoke
Profit off the product that we pumpin' like Costco
Niggas claim they king but it's not so
Out the corner, the market [?]
Top hoes light up when I touch 'em like an iPhone
Niggas sayin' that they this and that, but really my clones
Everything that Streetz drop is fresh like Sly Stone
Major League shit, pull your bitch, then slide home
Been fly, got your wiz givin' up wise dome
Ask her who she love, she reply "Rome", nigga