Lyrics Fishscale - Ronny J , Smokepurpp

Yeah
Oh my god, Ronny
She gon′ ride for me because she know I got that fishscale (ooh)
Peep the Louis, peep the Gucci, gotta peep the details (yeah)
This cost 50 racks, lil' baby, no this is not retail (rack)
I don′t play no sports, lil' bitch,
But I know that I cheat well (oooh)
Aye, hop in that ghost, uh
I burn your ass like some toast (skrrt skrrt)
Run in your house (brrt)
I'm in all black like a crow (brrt brrt)
I got two shots so you know I′ma finish you
She fuckin′ that ho' and I′m all in her genitals
VVS diamonds all over my den-i-tal
Fuckin' on twins and them bitches identical
Reach for my chain, boy, you must be rhetorical
Knock yo′ head off and you have a memorial
VVS diamonds all over my Rollie-o
These niggas know I'm imperial
Designer die young, I′m all in Balenci
Fuck a lil' ho, I doing no kisses
All Fishscale, you would think I went fishin'
Play with the gang, gon′ leave your ass missing
BB, gun shit, look like Baka
One head shot, sent straight to the dark
I can′t shit, I ain't playin′ no soccer
FL, nigga we ain't doin′ no flockin'
She gon′ fuck with me because she know I got that fishscale
I don't pay no stylist, I buy everything on resale (yeah)
If he run up on me, I'ma give his ass a hot shell (brrt)
Yeah, with a hot shell, straight to your ass like hotmail (Lil Purpp)