Ridin Strikers歌词
歌手：Future 专辑：High Off Life
作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne/Jacob Canady/Joshua Luellen
作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne/Jacob Canady/Joshua Luellen
Riding strikers
Hotbox shit (Pluto)
Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers in the hood
Riding strikers to your hood (ride them strikers to)
Ride them strikers to your hood, yeah
**** a title, you got that rifle you need that ride striker
Goin' for the Ferrari Spider, man, I had to ride striker
I told my young *****s how to slide, go and get a striker
I put my young ***** in a G-wag she ridin' striker
I go to Jamaica tag 'em with a hundred snipers
I dip the ice and go, "Woo", I step out icy frozen
I hit professional, (Woo) I have deja vu, I know (Woo)
I'm gettin' my decimals, I know, I'm going digital
Spaz in the Jimmy Choo, bagged up plentiful
Tell me how I'm supposed to be, sober in my interview (sober)
Last night, I was growing up (I was in Fendi too)
Took flight, I've been going up (That's a ritual)
Passport, and we going up, like some animals
Addy-ied up, and I'm gassed up, change the temperature
Triple rows, This morning hoes they identical
Minute Maid, Hi-tec splash (going crazy)
Drug raids, got me cold, got me ****y (ahh)
Can't stand it, won't enjoy life if it ain't toxic
Cuban links, walking on ice I don't play hockey
Standing out front screen all saucy
High pro, found a superstar codeine coughing
Cop a Porsche, cop a Range Rover, it's King Joffrey
Kick a door, smokin sheisty
Piss poor, we sticking together like (gang)
King Kong, I'm taking drugs out my body
Insane, inside my brain and my posse
Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers in the hood
Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers to the hood
**** a title, you got that rifle you need that ride striker
Goin' for the Ferrari Spider, man, I had to ride striker
I told my young *****s how to slide, go and get a striker
I put my young ***** in a G-wag she ridin' striker
Riding strikers good
Riding strikers through your hood
Riding strikers through
Riding strikers through your hood
Yeah, riding strikers through your hood
"We please need your help in tracking down a suspect in a bank robbery.
This morning on the city's northside According to police
The suspect walked into the bank at about nine this morning
Went straight to one of the tellers, handed over a note that said "Put money in bag.""
Hold on, pouring up drank
Hold on, now I rob me a bank
Hold on, ****ing on foreign
Hold on, that ***** that you
Hold on, that ***** that you hate
Hold on, whippin' up foreign
Hold on, driving like a tank
Hold on, pouring up drank
Hold on, 'bout to rob me a bank
Hold on, smokin' on pressure
Hold on, straight outta pound
Hold on, crazy ass shooter
Hold on, sprayin' in the crowd
Hold on, kill 'im on sight
Hold on, still go to trap
Hold on, ***** get life
Hold on, been scarred as a child
Rob me a bank
Rob me a bank
Hold on
作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne/Jacob Canady/Joshua Luellen
Riding strikers
Hotbox shit (Pluto)
Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers in the hood
Riding strikers to your hood (ride them strikers to)
Ride them strikers to your hood, yeah
**** a title, you got that rifle you need that ride striker
Goin' for the Ferrari Spider, man, I had to ride striker
I told my young *****s how to slide, go and get a striker
I put my young ***** in a G-wag she ridin' striker
I go to Jamaica tag 'em with a hundred snipers
I dip the ice and go, "Woo", I step out icy frozen
I hit professional, (Woo) I have deja vu, I know (Woo)
I'm gettin' my decimals, I know, I'm going digital
Spaz in the Jimmy Choo, bagged up plentiful
Tell me how I'm supposed to be, sober in my interview (sober)
Last night, I was growing up (I was in Fendi too)
Took flight, I've been going up (That's a ritual)
Passport, and we going up, like some animals
Addy-ied up, and I'm gassed up, change the temperature
Triple rows, This morning hoes they identical
Minute Maid, Hi-tec splash (going crazy)
Drug raids, got me cold, got me ****y (ahh)
Can't stand it, won't enjoy life if it ain't toxic
Cuban links, walking on ice I don't play hockey
Standing out front screen all saucy
High pro, found a superstar codeine coughing
Cop a Porsche, cop a Range Rover, it's King Joffrey
Kick a door, smokin sheisty
Piss poor, we sticking together like (gang)
King Kong, I'm taking drugs out my body
Insane, inside my brain and my posse
Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers in the hood
Riding strikers good, yeah, riding strikers to the hood
**** a title, you got that rifle you need that ride striker
Goin' for the Ferrari Spider, man, I had to ride striker
I told my young *****s how to slide, go and get a striker
I put my young ***** in a G-wag she ridin' striker
Riding strikers good
Riding strikers through your hood
Riding strikers through
Riding strikers through your hood
Yeah, riding strikers through your hood
"We please need your help in tracking down a suspect in a bank robbery.
This morning on the city's northside According to police
The suspect walked into the bank at about nine this morning
Went straight to one of the tellers, handed over a note that said "Put money in bag.""
Hold on, pouring up drank
Hold on, now I rob me a bank
Hold on, ****ing on foreign
Hold on, that ***** that you
Hold on, that ***** that you hate
Hold on, whippin' up foreign
Hold on, driving like a tank
Hold on, pouring up drank
Hold on, 'bout to rob me a bank
Hold on, smokin' on pressure
Hold on, straight outta pound
Hold on, crazy ass shooter
Hold on, sprayin' in the crowd
Hold on, kill 'im on sight
Hold on, still go to trap
Hold on, ***** get life
Hold on, been scarred as a child
Rob me a bank
Rob me a bank
Hold on
