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Lyrify.me

Cards by Radi_Music Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Chorus x2]
Ya we tryna for a house up in the hills
Throwing up them thousands with the hundred dollar bills
Holding all the cards, we ain't here to make no deals
Waiting till you fold, we only keep it real

[Verse - Sherry]
I whip the beamer, with the low gas
I got that flow fast, I eat my hoe’s ass
I’m five foot three, an EMT, that be with no cap (an A)
In the ninety fifth street, I make her clap back

Ya, ya now slow it down
Still in the ville’ but gim-me a chance I’ll go downtown
Short king anthem, you finna come around
Sub 5 running, but not under my gown

[Verse - Lil Nish]
AR just a rapper
Cuz you know I’m not a capper
When I dress up I be dapper
Just like cups cuz I just stack her
This is not VR
AMC KARKAR
Roll over and speak
Your owners at the bar
Owner at the Bar
Holdup gimme more
All this shit is out then we finna hit the store
Only playing if it’s fore
Only playing on the switch
Down b with the counter and the tables finna flip
[Chorus x2]
Ya we tryna for a house up in the hills
Throwing up them thousands with the hundred dollar bills
Holding all the cards, we ain't here to make no deals
Waiting till you fold, we only keep it real

[Verse - Adrizzy]
Drizzy go insane
We be coming for your head
Never shoot below the neck
Get hit with finesse

And we ain't friends
Cuz I keep my circle tight till the fucking ends
You can go and call the feds

And She trynna pipe
Actin like a dyke
I dont need no fights
Even for a night

I dont need her light
Im just trynna make my life
I be keeping it real nice
Triple speed on 59
[Verse - Lil Veggie]
The 173, that’s what I’m about
Waiting till I make it, fly the homies out
Waiting on the cash flow, the money in
Check my eye sight, ain't no stage fright

[Verse - Hammy]
Late night I was chilling with a baddie
But then her parents saw me
So I ran up to the valley
Twelve they be chasin

[Verse - Lil Veggie & Hammy]
They hating on the veggie
Meetie hella basic
So I hit her with the hezi
Hammy with the lasik talking 20/20 vision
Bars they be harder than a alien prison
Hammy never hiccup with the Nik up in my system
But he never gonna pick up jf he hanging with his mistress (Facts, but which one?)

[Verse - SH!T]
Pull up with that leaky faucet drip
Lane swerving, throwing shoulder, cash exotic whip (skrt)
Poker table, throwing all my chips
Out the ground like shrooms, felt the journey not the trip
630 slither, nagini
Tommy gunnna blind her, peaky
Talking behind my back to back I'm feeling like drake you're meeky

Puts and vijay be sneaky
A week in the game, the flow is insane
Pahamas on a different level you
Wasting time if you're still reaching

I’m the good guy, blondie, Eastwood
While I’m smoking the good gas, free kush
I’m born as a don, Suite life Esteban
I'm too of the game, like “he would”

I'm playing yo bih like a cello (Ooh)
She talking "I'm just saying hello"
I won't be inside her dms because
My momma taught me to be a good fellow

[Chorus]
Ya we tryna for a house up in the hills
Throwing up them thousands with the hundred dollar bills
Holding all the cards, we ain't here to make no deals
Waiting till you fold, we only keep it real

[Verse - Radi]
I be in the beamer Radi radi tryna flex
Only rock Adidas I got stripes over checks
Now I got you kinda stressed Is it checks over stripes?
But I flip it in my life need respek before I die

And u just try
To be like me like Honestly
I dont think you will be a g
Or sound like me, honestly

Yall be starting when I finish
You a fictional image of a
Fraction of what im spitting

What im whipping? V12 kitted
6 is for the beamer then another for the image
Like my god, im ready to piss of
Anybody that you want

I look on her iPod
She skipping the rick ross, for my song
I guess im a big boss

But now her face ah
Dont like when I say stuff
I a give it a slight touch
She thinking im ripping her face off

Like I dont really mean it
That shorty is a misfit
Now her buddies they be screaming
Radi rap misogynistic

[Chorus x2]
Ya we tryna for a house up in the hills
Throwing up them thousands with the hundred dollar bills
Holding all the cards, we ain't here to make no deals
Waiting till you fold, we only keep it real