Cuban Link Gucci Rope

[Verse 1]
Fine line between cool and dumb
Cuban link gucci rope
You thinking of show money
People see , know you're broke
You Betty White cars
Buying bars I'm buying home
I'm at your clock
Activist , stand for
With a fly style , low molish, rounds of rum
I'm acting childish, class clown, she buy me clothes
Rough concrete I run from a diamond rose
I picked her up and dig her out, that's how she grows
Fine line between fresh and fake a smiley face
You're soft as jello I'm too ghetto you yellow cake
Yellow face, took her to SD yellow tape
On a sunday my nest leave her belly ache
From all that shaking on the block
Chrisie slum sniffing blow ,shake your ass rest is gone
She just wanna download it it's just physical
The only nigga that she ever wanna listen to

[Hook]
Telling me I'm the truth and lying to you
You're surprised too
You're surprised too
You're surprised too
Telling me I'm the truth and lying to you
You're surprised too
You're surprised too
Did I surprise you

[Verse 2]
Misunderstood as a mad man, I'm too mallow
Don't maintain no grand stand I arm wrestle
Arm strong my left back hand your body level
Should be prat to burn by me why surprised to let you
I ought to stretch you, leave you on the stretcher
Stress and force than my hope, end on your rope
You let your homies help you up gon' get chose
Exposed that shit you wrote gon get you poked you know
Rose gold to match my bid ,the niggers you roll with be acting weird
Otello, hello kitty hoes I send ‘em hello
Gucci girls and no fake clothes and wack flows
They don't entertain I'm a player play ‘em like playing dinner
She like that shit to get ‘em thinking pussy dripping
She just wanna download it it's just physical
The only nigga that she ever wanna listen to

[Hook]