Royal lyrics

[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
Chilling in my hood
Ice water in my cold cup just to keep my cup cold
Babys all good
Grey rag 'round my face, platinum switchblade clipped on my hip
Golden gun on my f*cking waist
Crucify me on the street light, ho
I'm a f*cking psycho like a psychic with this motherf*ckin' mic
Blown up!

[Verse 2: $crim]
Kill for the 7th, die for Grey
f*ck these b*tches, then I disappear and fade away
The only way I'm stickin' 'round is for the petty cash
Movin' fast, smokin' gaudy with a touch of hash
Bust his ass
If you comin' lookin' for the drama
Up the llama, got more bottles than a baby mama
Young Stevie Wonder with the thunder on my trigger finger
I swear this ditch is smell a dead bodies always linger
Come get your issue, ho