Текст песни House Bigger - NoCap

Ruffians
Ayy, I got the ball, pass it to my nigga, it's a no-look
If he a rat, don't care if he a fish, that boy get no hook
Ayy
No shit, I came from nothing, but I still buy Chanel
Ayy
Fucked her at the Hyatt, I was low as hell
Ayy, my bitch drive on that drill, I told her bust it left
Ayy, them bullets hit his hair, we can't go back to jail
I was broke, I came from nothing, know you can barely tell
17 Killers, I took 'em tanning in the hills
They all from Nashville
The door swing, I don't know how to park this one
Ayy
Rocking so much Chrome heart, my heart silver
Nigga who said that I can't rap?
Bitch, got my house bigger
Give 'em thirty like Stephen and I let hot dig 'em
I'm lit off a whole 'nother mode, with more power
Bad bitch, she look like Rubi Rose, she get no flowers
Bad bitch, she hell, but I copped her like the Lakers
Ayy
Savage, but I've been moving swift just like I'm Taylor
Yeah
Yeah
My opps, they hungry, so what's up on the barrel?
The potato
I was hurting, so I went and bought me some more acres
I spend my own money
You can ask Mike Caren at the label
I drink too much syrup, every time I piss I see tomato
Know they done pictured this, I spent 20k just on some Gallo
Not in that Charger, but we gonna leave 'em dead just like a batter
A nigga scarred up, but no, I can't complain, my mama happy
I just point at God
If my name was Johnson, it wasn't Matthews
Ayy, I got the ball, pass it to my nigga, it's a no-look
If he a rat, don't care if he a fish, that boy get no hook
Ayy
No shit, I came from nothing, but I still buy Chanel
Ayy
Fucked her at the Hyatt, I was low as hell
Ayy, my bitch drive on that drill, I told her bust it left
Ayy, them bullets hit his hair, we can't go back to jail
I was broke, I came from nothing, know you can barely tell
17 Killers, I took 'em tanning in the hills
They all from Nashville
The door swing, I don't know how to park this one
Ayy
Rocking so much Chrome heart, my heart silver
Nigga who said that I can't rap?
Bitch, got my house bigger
Give 'em thirty like Stephen and I let hot dig 'em
I'm lit off a whole 'nother mode, with more power
Bad bitch, she look like Rubi Rose, she get no flowers
Bad bitch, she hell, but I copped her like the Lakers
Ayy
Savage, but I've been moving swift just like I'm Taylor