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lirik lagu ride – nash naanai

[verse 1: offset]
offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends
i’m ridin’ around in a coupe (coupe)
i take your bih right from you (you)
b-tch, i’m a dog, roof (grr)
beat the ho walls loose (hey)
hop in the frog, whoo (skrt)
i tell that bih to come comfort me (comfort me)
i swear these n-ggas is under me (hey)
they hate and the devil keep jumpin’ me (jumpin’ me)
bankrolls on me keep me company (cash)
ayy, we do the most
yeah, pull up in ghosts (whoo)
yeah, my diamond’s a choker (glah)
holdin’ the fire with no holster (blaow)
rick the ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler)
this a rollie, not a muller (hey)
dabbin’ on ’em like the usual (dab)
magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic)
courtside with a bad b-tch (b-tch)
then i send the b-tch through uber (go)
i’m young and rich and plus i’m bougie (hey)
i’m not stupid so i keep the uzi (rrah)
rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends
so my money makin’ my back ache (aagh)
you n-ggas got a low act rate (act)
we from the nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf)
fat cookie blunt in the ashtray (cookie)
two b-tches, just national smash day (smash)
hop in the lamb, have a drag race (skrt)
i let them birds take a bath, bae (brr)

[chorus: nash naanai]
common for catching a vibe
diving in sp-ce when i drive
everybody wanna play til
you got the tears in your eyes
keeping my sleeves off my heart
now i’m doing what i want
better keep this in your rotation
like you just rolling a blunt
common for catching a vibe
diving in sp-ce when i drive
everybody wanna play til
you got the tears in your eyes
keeping my sleeves off my heart
now i’m doing what i want
better keep this in your rotation
like you just rolling a blunt

[verse 2: quavo]
pour a four, i’m droppin’ muddy, outer sp-ce—kid cudi (drank)
introduce me to your b-tch as wifey and we know she sl-ttin’
broke a brick down, nutted b-tted, now that n-gga duckin’
don’t move too fast, i might shoot ya (huh?)
draco bad and boujee (draco)
i’m always hangin’ with shooters (brrah)
might be posted somewhere secluded (private)
still be playin’ with pots and pans, call me quavo ratatouille
run with that sack, call me b00bie (run with it)
when i’m on stage show me b00bies (ayy)
ice on my neck, i’m the coolest (ice)
hop out the suicide with the uzi (pew-pew-pew)
i pull up, i pull up, i pull up
i hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck (skrrt)
i’m cookin’, i’m cookin’, i’m whippin’
i’m whippin’ into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up)
i gave her 10 racks
i told her go shoppin’ and spend it all at the pop up (ten)
these b-tches, they f-ck and suck d-ck
and they bustin’ for instagram, get your clout up
uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a segway (go)
yeah, dat way, i used to trap by the subway (trappin’)
yeah, dat way, young n-gga trap with the ak (rrrah)
yeah, dat way, big dyk- ho, get the door, macy gray (hey)

- nash naanai

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