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str8 kash - ryda lyrics

[hook]
yeah, b-tch, i told ya i’m a rider
i f-ck with her, f-ck with her and then i slide her, uh
she callin’ me a liar
it’s str8 kash, man, this chico be on fire
i can’t hear these hoes, i’m ridin’ dirty in my escalator
and b-tch, i’m a boss, i push a b-tton and i k!ll a hater
rolex, diamonds on me, b-tch, i’m icy like a f-ckin’ glacier
hundred white girls with me and we blowin’ on that good jamaican

[verse 1]
from the bottom i climb, n-gga, 305
he want him a nine, f-ck it, open the pie
talkin’ ’bout it, been about it, a1 since day one
pull that yapa out and it’s like headshot, headshot
pumpin’ up the door, i feel like reeboks with the [?]
then i hit the trap and i run it harder than a cheetah
you don’t beliva, but when you see me, n-gga, you know i be reala
know some cubans with more paper than birdman
matter of fact, i know some bloods they callin’ me the birdman
brick bible, this is bird camp
you came up in the ‘rari, you leave in an ambulance

[verse 2]
my anger fueled by ambition, my thoughts malicious, baby
you try to take kash jewels then you gon’ end up missed, lady
i’m dodgin’ cops while f-ckin’ hoes and b-tch, i’m sellin’ o’s
make ’em kissin’ nina like a mistletoe
i told that ho that i’m a rider, i’ll slide down the rope
and all these hoes they fallin’ for me like some dominos
i’m the plug, i’m the one that say vámonos
what? b-tch, i serve ’em [?]
i’m investin’ in cane one day they’ll investigate me
they don’t want me wearin’ gold, they want me wearin’ bracelets
white diamonds, albino, my grill is so racist
white leather interior my benz is so sp-cious

[verse 3]
and that’s the plottin’ for, we all know how that story go
win some, you lose some, we all go through the same, ho
lookin’ for a down chick, a rider that’s gon’ ride for me
all about my green, you know that boy keep extra salary
i’m spittin’ propane, f-ck [?] i’m that boy keep on fire
lookin’ for one, n-gga, you wanna hire
b-tch, i ride like a ducati, get her wet like a tsunami
when i pull up to that party
wanna cruise with my penelope?
twenty fours is all up under me
she eat me up like b-tter pecan
colombiana, puerto rica
popo right behind me, n-gga, you know i scream f-ck ’em though
runnin’ on the block at twelve o’clock it’s like my rolie, bro
what? b-tch, i ain’t lyin’ on this microphone
these boy they changin’ is like a horoscope
i see you bleedin’ throug my rifle lense
what? b-tch, i call that sh-t the horoscope
all you see is good fast bikes and that gun smoke
vvr and tmi, b-tch, welcome to the horror show

- str8 kash lyrics

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