ROYALE

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Ayy

Woah, woah, yeah

Crucked it

Uh-huh, yeah

Look, lets go

Yo, yo

I'm on this spot Monday 'til Monday

Hopes and dreams that I'll make it one day

Feels like time that I've had my foot down

Can't turn back, yeah, I just got one way (just one)

You had my head spinnin'

So with you, I don't wanna rendez

You ain't with me but still feel some way

You so bad, can step on a runway (okay)

My kicks ain't got no creases

Makin' waves, you might get seasick

Can't make moves if there ain't no reason

Won't do that if it ain't strategic

Been ballin' nothin' like free kick

Heard your track, big man, you can keep it

They ain't really tryna hear it (woah)

They had to see that shit to believe it (woah, yeah, yeah)

I get that you think that I ain't puttin' work in

I get that you feel like that (I get that)

I get that you think that you might need a Birkin

Why do you feel like that? (I don't know)

Had to cut off the fake friends

Loose ends, they ain't keepin' it real like man (uh)

I swear I'm so used to this shit

All I really know is how to move these packs

You feel it

Had to get on my feet and fix up

Shit then, still gotta see that switch up

Still finna stay right here

Nah, I ain't goin' nowhere don't get it mixed up (no way)

Pull up on the track, get dust

That's standard stuff when it's Ash and Rush

Trust, and I ain't gotta practice much (no way)

Got a Netflix show on the binge

I didn't meet this ting on Hinge

Lookin' like Kim, might put her in Skims

If I got a problem, put it in the bin

Yeah, I got options, tell me are you in?

Do you want the sushi or do you want the shrimp

I just got a Henny and she just got a gin

Thick thighs and the waist look slim

On a late night fightin' with my jinns

Pass me the ball and I'll shoot out the gym like Jeremy Lin (boop, boop, boop)

Pass me the brick phone and I'm makin' it ring

I just put ten pounds on this Lyca sim

If I don't go gym

Then it's calm, because she likes a guy that's slim (you know, you know)

This life is grim

I'm tryna fly out of this life of sin

I get that you think that I ain't puttin' work in

I get that you feel like that (I get that)

I get that you think that you might need a Birkin

Why do you feel like that? (I don't know)

Had to cut off the fake friends

Loose ends, they ain't keepin' it real like man (uh)

I swear I'm so used to this shit

All I really know is how to move these packs

You feel it

Had to get on my feet and fix up

Shit then, still gotta see that switch up

Still finna stay right here

Nah, I ain't goin' nowhere don't get it mixed up (no way)

Pull up on the track, get dust

That's standard stuff when it's Ash and Rush

Trust, and I ain't gotta practice much (no way)

And I ain't gotta practice much

Crucked it