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]