$tRIKER Lyrics

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It's what you make it

And If you break it baby you gone have to save it

I had put a lot of money in that savings

Now I'm raking

What I make

Tables turn lessons learned I'm like yea this shit stern but I don't

Want you here

Wake up and get it cause everyday I'm too honest

I gotta get it I really be feeling like I just be moving too modest

I just be moving to modest stop it baby girl I took you shopping

Wait my nigga I'm tryna ball out

On the bulls just like I'm Rodman

Yea rob van dam when I jump off the boards and I'm tryna just break it

I hit yo bitch like the undertaker when I take her under yea I take it

Yea striker

I feel like Rodney piper

I gotta get it I feel like a snake when I'm sliming that bitch ima viper

Damn

Up on the ledge when I shoot ima sniper

She wanna Ride me

Like it's Toosie yea I slide her

Yea cream when I put that up inside her

I gotta let her burn yea rider

Usher Ramon

Yea Cook it on pot though

I gotta get I feel like I'm Wells Fargo how I'm pushing a lot though

Pushing this cargo going full throttle

Thomas the train a real role model

You see me in tv you see me in novels

Don't play wit me nigga I know where your style from me

Please don't reach or I will teach

Crossing lanes and make you see

Your street sign they fuck wit me

Break your silence while you sleep

Talk is cheap

A lot of you niggas be talking for free

No not me

I'm rapping

And I gotta get it I can't wait

I gotta get it I'm upstairs baby I'm tryna travel up like a Segway

She wanna get it no free space baby I'm tryna meet you right on My space

Yea We creep into MySpace

Yea Like a time lapse

I gotta get I don't even know but I'm shootings this bitch like I'm Durant

Yea these bitches they wanna lil cool and kick tryna slide in with massages

I gotta get it my nigga I'm tryna go get me some chicken at dodges

Wait Dennis

Dunking on bitches like Rodman

I gotta get it I'm out in New York wit Pierre Bourne nigga we saucing

Come to the sauce house get it in

When I wake up

Baby I flame up

Yea fix ya face up yea

And I'm still here

And I'm here dawg