Merky ACE - Ruff's the New Buff (Family Tree Version) lyrics

Ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair
And it's looking like a mushroom puff
TK's there, got that gruff
Told Cani forget the shape-up
Yeah, ruff's the new buff
Chilling with my hair
And it's looking like a mushroom puff
Ego's there, got that gruff
Told Cani forget the shape-up

Ruff's the new buff
Don, I ain't baided all this week
Only batty, balls
Ain't even brush a man's teeth
I've got all these Airwaves on me
I've got all these Wrigley's on me
I've got all these bad Bs on me
FT's that dirt man team ruff's the new buff
I don't care about my headtop
Don, I'm out here tryna swerve them feds stop
Still give buff gyal leg drop
Steady got the cats dem calling
Hulk Hogan, I tear tops for the talking
You can smell of BO when a man walk in
Mask that off with the Joop and cheese
Circumcised so no wob cheese
She's all on me 'cause I MC

Ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair
And it's looking like a mushroom puff
TK's there, got that gruff
Told Cani forget the shape-up
Yeah, ruff's the new buff
Chilling with my hair
And it's looking like a mushroom puff
Ego's there, got that gruff
Told Cani forget the shape-up

I'm on the frontline with
My dreads looking scatty
Man ah do road for the Ps, not a yatty
Fuck a trim, I'm out here, head nappy
Matter in my eye and my trousers low
That's why my MJ says she can't stand me
Come to your girl's house stinking of brandy
I was tryna dig a girl's mout in Scala
And I did draw one back from Plan B
Said that she loves how a man ah spit angry
Stinking of stanky
Still looking buff 'cause the
Clothes dem suave
Monday socks on a Thursday, darg
Trap foot syndrome, man ah go hard
All for the bands, I was selling that Balboa
Dem man ain't on shit
They're some towel throwers
We beat corn, that's why the gyal know us

Ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair
And it's looking like a mushroom puff
TK's there, got that gruff
Told Cani forget the shape-up
Yeah, ruff's the new buff
Chilling with my hair
And it's looking like a mushroom puff
Ego's there, got that gruff
Told Cani forget the shape-up

I ain't really tryna look fresh, darg
I'm a mess
Still up in Armani, stinking of cess
Went and checked Uncle Sho and he's blessed
Levi pockets all fat
But the legs been sleep-pressed
Don't care about the rest
Tizzy Gang be the best
Still splash semen on a gyal's chest
In East, then arch up a gyal in West
Then I'm back in South
Wash dutty wobbler in a gyal's mouth
Gyal know I'm dirty, know that I'm about
Rest my head with the ting, that's qway out
With a Q of dope and a stout
Little nigga shouldn't open his mouth
When it's war season, you know that I'm about
Cuh ruff's the new buff
Give a fuck about a spouse i'm rough

Ruff's the new buff, chilling with my hair
And it's looking like a mushroom puff
TK's there, got that gruff
Told Cani forget the shape-up
Yeah, ruff's the new buff
Chilling with my hair
And it's looking like a mushroom puff
Ego's there, got that gruff
Told Cani forget the shape-up