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Kanye West
Intérprete
Ty Dolla $ign
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Caleb Toliver
Autoría
Dez Wright
Composición
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Autoría
Edin Jakupovic
Autoría
Jordan Tarrell Carter
Autoría
Kanye West
Autoría
Samuel Lindley
Autoría
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Autoría
Wesley Glass
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Dez Wright
Producción
The Legendary Traxster
Producción
Ty Dolla $ign
Producción
Wheezy
Producción
Ye
Producción
ejpxris
Producción
Letra
[Intro]
This ain't cheddar, this quiche
[Chorus]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride just like it's on my bike (Whoa, whoa)
Do this all to circulate
Fuck her, just feels like you're like (Whoa, whoa)
Throw it just so I can ride
Take her just so I can ride (Whoa, whoa)
Calling just so I can ride
Ride it just how I like my bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a race (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip (See ya)
Take her out her house
[Verse 1]
I'm spittin' that venom
The baby not real, it's not in 'em
Send 'em a letter, I'll kill 'em
Close that boy door, we dismiss him
I done got too high, just a little
And I'm out my mind, just a little
Red Lambo', red Skittle
Double O-5, we criminal
I ain't bought a yacht, bought a missile
Tape on the gun, can't miss 'em
Tape on it
Shake on it, shake on it
Shawty keep fuckin' my bones
Movin' too fast, 'bout to break somethin'
Shawty keep hidin' my phone
You keep doin' that, I'ma break somethin'
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, break somethin'
[Chorus]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride just like it's on my bike
Do this all to circulate (Do that)
Fuck her, just feels like you're like (Do that)
Throw it just so I can ride (Hold up)
Take her just so I can ride (Hold up)
Calling just so I can ride (Hold up)
Ride it just how I like my bike (Hold up)
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a race (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip
Take her out her house
[Verse 2]
Whippin' that bitch like a rental
Two hundred cash, my bitch say I'm mental
Medical plans, I'm all in her dental
We like a dog, I'm fresh out the kennel
**** say, "Gas," they rollin' up fennel
Ain't on my level, lil' bitch, don't reach
Always hollerin' 'bout, "You rich," we riche
This ain't no regular cheddar, this quiche
[Bridge]
You ain't outside, I wish it was different
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't outside, I wish it was different
Uh-uh, uh-uh
[Verse 3]
I'm draggin' my nuts, got my dick out the dirt
Put it right in her butt, got her twerkin' in Turks
If that my lil' bitch, she gon' listen to Durk
In the trenches with her feelin' uncomfortable
I was crushin' on you, now I'm fuckin' on you
Steady bussin' on you, now you love me
Haters gon' say you just want my lil' paper
But who wouldn't want a **** with some money?
Dick in her stomach, I'm makin' her vomit
That foreign imported from Saudi Arabia
Like how you riding that dick like a gangster
For Yeezy, can turn a demon to a angel
My name just should've been Ty
'Cause dollar signs get my dick wet
Got a bitch high, and she out of her mind
Bae on a trip, I done took her to Six Fla-Fla-Fla-Flags
[Chorus]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride just like it's on my bike (Whoa, whoa)
Do this all to circulate
Fuck her, just feels like you're like (Whoa, whoa)
Throw it just so I can ride
Take her just so I can ride (Whoa, whoa)
Calling just so I can ride
Ride it just how I like my bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a race (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip
Take her out her house
