Str8 Up

Rich The Kid & Playboi Carti & Famous Dex - Rap, In English
Str8 Up
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[Intro] Oh, oh Ah, yeah That's it right there, bitch (That's it right there, Gnealz) Yeah, yeah, yeah Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Take your bag shit, straight up On this cash shit, straight up Countin' cash, bitch Hey, I'm counting cash, bitch, straight up And your bitch too basic, straight up Hey, might just face it, straight up Hey, I think he laced it, straight up I think he laced it, straight up I'm in Saks, no Macy's, straight up Got 'em goin' crazy, straight up I just snatched his lady, straight up Fucked her in a 'Cedes, straight up [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Oh, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up [Verse 2: Famous Dex] I've been runnin' to the money, yeah, I made it, straight up You run up on me, you better have your maker Lil bro, you so broke, man, get your weight up I threw his bitch up in the ocean, yeah, I'm not a saver Look at my dreads, tattoo, they right on my head, I do not talk with the feds Run up on me then you're dead You run up on me then you're dead Straight up, straight up, I swear I got my cake up Straight up, straight up, I swear I got my cake up [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Oh, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up [Verse 3: Rich The Kid] We gettin' money like straight up Count 100 when I wake up Diamonds on me, hold my wrists up I bustin' on her face, uh Straight up In the kitchen, I'ma whip up a cake More Act', I might pour up an eight You're flexin' hard but them diamonds is fake Straight up Rich Forever got your bitch on a pill More money, give a fuck 'bout a deal Rich fo' got your bitch on chill Fuck a bitch, I get trenches she lyin' Magazines say I'm fresh with diamonds Poke her head like straight up My shooter hit your pinky face up [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Oh, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, straight up
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