Ride Lyrics – Satrap
Singer: Satrap
Title: Ride
I can take you bloodsuckers to the east coast
East coast west coast where the heat go
I can take you on a ride how beat flow
I ain’t, i ain’t never hit the pre roll
Where the free throw
Where the cash and the money for the peak tho
I ain’t never been a fiend for the tea tho
But i been sipping like the queen in my peacoat
I got secrets imma take em to the grave
I got leeches getting hung up on my name
f#ck the cash and i ain’t in it for the fame
All these other bloodsuckers they been playing all the games
Like a leech in a swamp they gon suck the pain
They say f#ck it imma let the reputation hang
I’m an animal that nobody can ever tame
That’s a dream i ain’t fronting, let me wear a chain
This a vibe song
This ain’t nothing but them truth over the drums songs
This the type of sh#t i been really tryna ride on
This the type of sh#t my homies getting high on
I never f#cked with a clout fiend
Bite my lip i been tryna keep my mouth clean
Might be slipping when i’m sipping with the home team
Dollar bills chrun the butter straight into cream
Cash moves everything around me, boasting
I been running tom hanks tryna catch me, i’m rolling
Call me frank junior and never frank ocean
Bubba gump shrimp got me bringing in the motions
Suck the blood out my veins
Take the raps out my mouth
Make me come out my cage
Imma show you what i got
Imma tell you what i lost
It’s been tough not to rage
Imma leave you to rot
To be left with my thoughts
That’s a dangerous place
I been used my raps
To expose those who cap
Get the f#ck out my way
I can take you bloodsuckers to the east coast
East coast west coast where the heat go
I can take you on a ride how beat flow
I ain’t, i ain’t never hit the pre roll
Where the free throw
Where the cash and the money for the peak tho
I ain’t never been a fiend for the tea tho
But i been sipping like the queen in my peacoat
My rhyme style be the illest you feel
I rhyme tight and and i spit from gut cause it’s real
I mean like
You try hard but you losing the deal and i ain’t doing this again man i got feelings ya feel
My raps filled with the hook and verse
But i got friends who out here never ever hearing the words
I mean like
My bags filled with the bones in the herse
That sh#t be heavy when i move through life and through work
f#ck a 808 imma play it on my own bass
Imma move it imma groove it at my own pace
f#ck the rules imma put you in your own place
There asking where the album i told yo #ss it’s on the way
f#ck a 808 imma play it on my own bass
Imma move it imma groove it at my own pace
f#ck the rules imma put you in your own place
There asking where the album i told yo #ss it’s on the way
I can take you bloodsuckers to the east coast
East coast west coast where the heat go
I can take you on a ride how beat flow
I ain’t, i ain’t never hit the pre roll
Where the free throw
Where the cash and the money for the peak tho
I ain’t never been a fiend for the tea tho
But i been sipping like the queen in my peacoat
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