Rubi Rose – Hood Bitch Aesthetic Lyrics

Hood Bitch Aesthetic Lyrics by Rubi Rose

[Intro]
Don’t fuck with scrubs, I’m not a nurse (Nurse)
Glockiana in a purse (Pew)
Pull it out and let it (Pew)
Quick to pull the trigger first

[Chorus]
Okay, okay, Rubi
Niggas want my head (Head), bitches want me dead (Damn)
Ran up so much money, I feel like Kodak when I spread it (Glee)
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it
Oh, I think they like me (Yup), oh I— (Yup)
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it
Oh, I think they like me (Yup) (Ayy), oh I—
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it

[Verse 1]
Pretty face, slim waist, smart-ass mouth
Hair long just like my money
Fuck with me? It could get ugly
I been that girl, I been that bitch
Rules, I always bent them shits
Came up on some millions, I got plenty cash
Bitches holding empty bags
I stay to myself, my anti-friendly ass
I don’t like attention, they think that I seek it, though
With or without makeup, I’m still decent, though (For sure)
Money keep increasing, so
I don’t trip, I’d rather go to Mykonos
Never been no follower (Never)
Always been a trendsetter
Fuck the voice, bitches know my pen’s better
She say she dislike me
I’m checkin’ shit like Nike
I’m icy and I’m type heat
How could you not like me? For real

[Chorus]
Okay, okay, Rubi
Niggas want my head (Head), bitches want me dead (Damn)
Ran up so much money, I feel like Kodak when I spread it (Glee)
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it
Oh, I think they like me (Yup), oh I— (Yup)
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it
Oh, I think they like me (Yup) (Ayy), oh I—
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it

[Verse 2]
I got these niggas on lock (Crazy)
So I don’t put money on books (Books)
Bitches be stealin’ my looks, y’all be servin’ (Servin’)
He on my body like surgeons (Surgeons)
I don’t fuck with scrubs, I’m not a nurse (Nurse)
Glockiana in a purse (Pew)
Pull it out and let it (Pew)
Quick to pull the trigger first
He got a thing for me, I got a thing for him
He showin’ me off to his block (Block)
Fuck with me, he gon’ spin (Spin)
Fuck with me, he gon’ slide (Slide)
Fuck with me, you might die (Die)
Down bitch, that’s me (That’s me)
Real bitch, that’s me (That’s me)
We been up all night
Countin’ this money, ain’t gettin’ no sleep (No sleep)
He don’t wanna leave me out (Uh-uh)
‘Cause we both in too deep (Too deep)
I done seen too much
So I don’t give two fucks (Two fucks)
Ain’t too many I trust (Trust)
Guess it’s them verse us
[Chorus]
Rubi
Niggas want my head (Head), bitches want me dead (Damn)
Ran up so much money, I feel like Kodak when I spread it (Glee)
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it
Oh, I think they like me (Yup), oh I— (Yup)
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it
Oh, I think they like me (Yup) (Ayy), oh I—
Hood bitch my aesthetic, don’t like it? Then express it

[Outro]
Glockiana in a purse
Pull it out and let it ffft