Rough

Lyrics

[Intro: Koujas] (Desire, you know you rockin' wit' 'Rada) [Chorus: Koujas] Bitch, I count my racks and it stand so tall I don't care 'bout that bitch, either way I'ma ball When this shit get rough is it you I call? She on the perc' and the xan', she doin' it all She wanna hold my hand when the shit get rough G43 and my brother, he keepin' it clutched She wanna talk all the time but I done had enough Sayin' she love me but I'm callin' the bluff [Verse 1: Koujas] Look at my pocket it's filled with the knots Bro got a switch and it came wit' a Glock Look at these (N)ine jeans, Rick Owens my feet He wanna talk tough but then he get delеted I'm in NYC wit' a bad lil' bitch, she came wit' a twin Hop out a forеign, my diamonds they hit You can't see through the tint Hop in a two door coupe wit' a bad bitch She ain't average Designer my clothes, she lovin' my fabric [?] the fashion Alyx on my buckle, my belt I'ma fasten Clutchin' on plastic I'm takin' his bitch, I'm hittin' wit' passion My money elastic I got, too many, thots, they wanna see me Look at me ma, I be on TV Takin' his thot and I'm doin' it easy We doin' him bad, we doin' him greasy G43 and it hit up his [?] This shit we been on it, they talkin' now we on it [Verse 2: Trapp] They talkin' shit, we on it Give a fuck 'bout yo' big homie I keep the Ricks on me Niggas be mad 'cause they bitch want me That boy so broke, man that shit too funny Man, that shit sad I got more racks than yo' muhfuckin' dad And that nigga be talkin', that nigga be mad I'm takin' yo' bitch and I hit from the back Nigga talkin' that shit, he got hit with the mag In a SRT, bitch, I'm goin' so fast My bitch [?], you know she gon' pass If she ain't fuckin' then I gotta blast He talkin' that shit, I'm doin' him bad She see my fit, she likin' my swag I walk in the mall, I'm poppin' them tags I get to the bag, know these niggas mad [Chorus: Koujas] Bitch, I count my racks and it stand so tall I don't care 'bout that bitch, either way I'ma ball When this shit get rough is it you I call? She on the perc' and the xan', she doin' it all She wanna hold my hand when the shit get rough G43 and my brother, he keepin' it clutched She wanna talk all the time but I done had enough Sayin' she love me but I'm callin' the bluff