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Intro
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Intro was released on April 19, 2019 by Ryder as a part of the album Cloud 9
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AlbumCloud 9
Release DateApril 19, 2019
LabelRyder
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roderick Maurice Starks
Roderick Maurice Starks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Roderick Maurice Starks
Roderick Maurice Starks
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Oh yeah
Hu, huh huh
Yeah, yeah look (Ryder ****)
Word on the street I'm valid I got the keys like Khaled
Lean back like I'm Dirk but I don't play for the Mavericks
My new bitch speak Spanish do magic and make you vanish
We push envelopes knock off your cantaloupe (Aye)
On a rush hour, Chris Tucker boy stop all of that flexin' like you got some muscle
You don't want trouble that's word to my mother tell them load that cash in a duffle
Fuck all that drama they bring out them lamas we been 'lidin' just like Osama
Won't stop til' my bank account got two commas that money long like anacondas
**** you 2k famous in real life yeah we dangerous (Forreal)
No we don't hand out smoke like a dragon, we be flamin' shit
Let a **** say my name (Shit) and I ain't even gang bangin'
These **** ain't use to this work ima send them to training
Put 'em in the dirt, put 'em in a hearse pussy **** tuck yo' skirt (Aye)
Ima get the last word and still come in first
This shit not new to me (Naw) this just continuity (Yeah)
Heard yo' hoe was pursuing me cause I'm that ****
And them checks getting bigger bad bitch mixed like a blender
I met her on Twitter my dawgs in the cut like splinter
I let this shit flow like a river Ima flood the industry
You do what you want when you poppin'
And when I get there who the fuck gon' stop me
And you ain't connected, you just choppy
Run up on me Ima use this choppa'
Big face rollie on, Don Corleone
Foreign bitch don't speak no English need Rosetta Stone
All these **** copy yeah I swear they clones
And if you ain't talking money then don't call my phone
**** with the least always do the most
Wish you knew the game but you wasn't coached
Thought I was her **** but we wasn't close
Still tryna get the feel like I never drove
That money I need it ASAP just like Rocky
I'm just sayin', I'm the shit ain't tryna be cocky (Yeah, woah)
I was running it up with my hands up just like I'm Rocky, ****
You don't want me to slide with a mask on like I'm playing Hockey, ****
Just say my name three times then I'm there before a **** blink
I get on my Freddy Krueger shit and kill this beat up in my sleep
In too deep like LL one of a kind like Van Dam
Just know I ain't going no where me and this shit go hand and hand
Written by: Roderick Maurice Starks
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