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Renni Rucci

Bike

 

Bike

(album: Big Renni - 2019)


[Intro:]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[B La B:]
She gon' glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Riding with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don't you?
Glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Riding with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don't you?

[Renni Rucci:]
I'm a hustler, not a lover
He love how hard I be thugging
I play my part when we fucking, it get to the wire
I'm right on his side and I'm busting
He know it's nothing, down ass bitch
When it's time to slide I'm with the shits
This our business, we don't post no pics
Lot of niggas tried but still ain't hit
Bustdown Audemar on my wrist
Ball like swish, never met a bitch like this
I'll turn a nigga to a trick
Fuck my nigga with a bitch
Bonnie and Clyde with a twist
Pussy make him walk with a limp
Pussy too good for a simp
Big dicks, no shrimps
Pop a 30, make a film
Shit so wet, gotta swim
Ball hard, break the rim
He won't leave me, I'm his lil' baby
Diamonds, they dancing like Patrick Swayze
I throw it back, make him go crazy
I throw it back, make him go crazy
Make it nasty, don't treat me like a lady
Shining bright so these bitches look shady
Got in my Birkin so you gotta pay me
Ain't looking for help, no, I don't need no saving

[B La B:]
She gon' glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Riding with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don't you?
Glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Riding with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don't you?

[Renni Rucci:]
VVS's give me clarity
All of these niggas, they stare at me
I got 'em hooked like amphetimines
He give me better things
I want the band, fuck the wedding ring
Fuck you mean?
I dropped thirty on a wristwatch
No, this Rollie don't tick tock
It'll get your bitch got
Gotta keep a nigga with big blocks
And he gotta ball like Rick Fox
Diamonds glass and they cutting
Drive the Wraith like a bucket
Outer space when we fucking
He push on all of my buttons
Won't tell our business, I won't tell 'em nothing
Ferragamo, I think he tryna cuff it
Double cup, yeah, I'm thinking of 'Tussin
Out the mud, yeah, we built it from nothing
Boss bitch, and I know that he love it (He said)
Shawty, just swing my way
You been on my mind and my dreams all day
I been getting money, counting green all day
Drop a location, I'm on my way
Baby, don't play with me
I do not lay up, we do not Netflix and chill
You know my pedigree
If you the one for me, show me your love and it's real

[B La B:]
She gon' glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Riding with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don't you?
Glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Riding with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don't you?

done

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