Yeah, this is what you call Ryda Music
All the gangstas is ridin' to it
Yeah, uh, night time tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers? when we run up
Just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up
Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo mans up
Couple straps how we roll around
My dog in the cage, P.O.P. gotta hold it down
You know who control the town
Them niggas tried to front but they know it now
Life was movin' fast, had to slow it down
Left lane speedin', know I'm high off liquor and weed
Plug on the phone, said he probably could get it to me
Still in Tennessee, cuz back home like a hundred degrees
Shorty from Belize, she don't smoke, she just roll up the weed
I got enemies, think they plottin' on me
R.I.P. to Pop Smoke, just know I got it on me
Rocket on me, run up on me, I'm a pop it homie
At first I needed the plug, now I'm the socket, homie
I got it, homie,
Yeah, uh, night time tuckin' the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo
Mans up Uh, nighttime tuckin' the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo
Mans up
First things first, you know what we on
Money getters, not Peons
Remove yourself or we gon' remove you
You pawns don't belong, we make shit happen No cappin',
We bout that action
There's no relaxin' when it's time to cash in
Let's get it crackin', I mean
Money's my weakness
Especially during the week, and some' Just can't believe it
For years, my ass been Eatin'
I'm speakin' for those that speechless
I'm a rapper, I'm not a preacher
I don't even know why I follow niggas on Insta
When I'm a leader,
It's only right I bragg Blvd Boys, we chasin' cash
While the rest is broke as f*ck, they too busy chasin' ass
Da nerve' of niggas to think they ever f*ckin' With us,
I curve bougie bitches
Thinkin' that they poppin' when they pigeons
Uh, night time, tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin' that told me to get
My bands up
Build da fam up, if he down,
Then pick your Mans up
Uh, nighttime, tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers? When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin' that told me to get my bands up
Built da fam up, if he down, then pick your mans up
Braggin Rights - Ryda Musik (feat. Runway Ty) Lyrics
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Yeah, this is what you call Ryda Music
All the gangstas is ridin' to it
Yeah, uh, night time tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers? when we run up
Just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up
Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo mans up
Couple straps how we roll around
My dog in the cage, P.O.P. gotta hold it down
You know who control the town
Them niggas tried to front but they know it now
Life was movin' fast, had to slow it down
Left lane speedin', know I'm high off liquor and weed
Plug on the phone, said he probably could get it to me
Still in Tennessee, cuz back home like a hundred degrees
Shorty from Belize, she don't smoke, she just roll up the weed
I got enemies, think they plottin' on me
R.I.P. to Pop Smoke, just know I got it on me
Rocket on me, run up on me, I'm a pop it homie
At first I needed the plug, now I'm the socket, homie
I got it, homie,
Yeah, uh, night time tuckin' the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo
Mans up Uh, nighttime tuckin' the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo
Mans up
First things first, you know what we on
Money getters, not Peons
Remove yourself or we gon' remove you
You pawns don't belong, we make shit happen No cappin',
We bout that action
There's no relaxin' when it's time to cash in
Let's get it crackin', I mean
Money's my weakness
Especially during the week, and some' Just can't believe it
For years, my ass been Eatin'
I'm speakin' for those that speechless
I'm a rapper, I'm not a preacher
I don't even know why I follow niggas on Insta
When I'm a leader,
It's only right I bragg Blvd Boys, we chasin' cash
While the rest is broke as f*ck, they too busy chasin' ass
Da nerve' of niggas to think they ever f*ckin' With us,
I curve bougie bitches
Thinkin' that they poppin' when they pigeons
Uh, night time, tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin' that told me to get
My bands up
Build da fam up, if he down,
Then pick your Mans up
Uh, nighttime, tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers? When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin' that told me to get my bands up
Built da fam up, if he down, then pick your mans up
All the gangstas is ridin' to it
Yeah, uh, night time tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers? when we run up
Just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up
Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo mans up
Couple straps how we roll around
My dog in the cage, P.O.P. gotta hold it down
You know who control the town
Them niggas tried to front but they know it now
Life was movin' fast, had to slow it down
Left lane speedin', know I'm high off liquor and weed
Plug on the phone, said he probably could get it to me
Still in Tennessee, cuz back home like a hundred degrees
Shorty from Belize, she don't smoke, she just roll up the weed
I got enemies, think they plottin' on me
R.I.P. to Pop Smoke, just know I got it on me
Rocket on me, run up on me, I'm a pop it homie
At first I needed the plug, now I'm the socket, homie
I got it, homie,
Yeah, uh, night time tuckin' the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo
Mans up Uh, nighttime tuckin' the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up These bitches choosin', that told me to get
My bands up Build the fam up, if he down then pick yo
Mans up
First things first, you know what we on
Money getters, not Peons
Remove yourself or we gon' remove you
You pawns don't belong, we make shit happen No cappin',
We bout that action
There's no relaxin' when it's time to cash in
Let's get it crackin', I mean
Money's my weakness
Especially during the week, and some' Just can't believe it
For years, my ass been Eatin'
I'm speakin' for those that speechless
I'm a rapper, I'm not a preacher
I don't even know why I follow niggas on Insta
When I'm a leader,
It's only right I bragg Blvd Boys, we chasin' cash
While the rest is broke as f*ck, they too busy chasin' ass
Da nerve' of niggas to think they ever f*ckin' With us,
I curve bougie bitches
Thinkin' that they poppin' when they pigeons
Uh, night time, tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers
When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin' that told me to get
My bands up
Build da fam up, if he down,
Then pick your Mans up
Uh, nighttime, tuckin the hammer
Who got the answers? When we run up, just keep your hands up
These bitches choosin' that told me to get my bands up
Built da fam up, if he down, then pick your mans up
Writer: Britton Bragg
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