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letra de ride - kiranova

no cap juicy on this beat
kiranova on this b-tch

[chorus : kiranova]
f-cking this b-tch with the bag
always cash on me you know i don’t lie
i always gotta keep a 40 with me
that in case that i will never die
i always gotta keep a b-tch close to me
that in case i would satisfy
i want a rari’ i want a lambo’
just to get fire when i ride

[verse 1 : kiranova]
f-cking this b-tch yea i’m down for a ride (ride)
run up on me you’ll get hit in the eyes (eyes)
i got this b-tch in my mind i can’t hide (oh no)
uh okay
spending my cash fall in love with the bank
i’m in this p-ssy so i gotta taste
flex wit me flex wit me
i got rich homies bad baby she’s hot (woo)
uh she calling my name
she pour me a four so i entеr the game (yea!)
pull up thе chopper and check on my aim
i wanna see b-tches i wanna see planes
oh oh pull up the chopper and checking my aim
i wanna see b-tches i wanna see planes
[chorus : kiranova]
f-cking this b-tch with the bag
always cash on me you know i don’t lie
i always gotta keep a 40 with me
that in case that i will never die
i always gotta keep a b-tch close to me
that in case i would satisfy
i want a rari’ i want a lambo’
just to get fire when i ride

[verse 2 : 8lacc vinchi]
all of these thoughts in my mind
and i feel no regret
ar’r and pistols gon’ cut out your neck
i look to the moon and my eye turnin’ red
not hanging with people i hang with the dead
all of my n-gga kus left when i need them
no love in the street so i’m cold as a freezer
dressed in all black like the son of the reaper
smoking on tress while i walk with the evil
hey f-ck it up f-ck it up
watch how i f-ck up the city no need for love
hey pull up and hop out revolvers
yung n-gga been trying to go slay a slug
hey my mind be kinda off balance
i gotta lil thing for designer drug
hey tomorrow ain’t promised
tomorrow might be the last day just for all of us
hey
[chorus : kiranova]
f-cking this b-tch with the bag
always cash on me you know i don’t lie
i always gotta keep a 40 with me
that in case that i will never die
i always gotta keep a b-tch close to me
that in case i would satisfy
i want a rari’ i want a lambo’
just to get fire when i ride

- kiranova

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