Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Str8, artist - Rich Homie Quan. Date of issue: 13.04.2017
Song language: English
Str8 |
| Sometimes it feels like they don’t even care about me |
| I was vulnerable and lonely the whole 15 months I was in DeKalb County |
| All blue cutlass call it Carolina |
| I ain’t talkin' no (?) you need a pacifier |
| I make her swallow and suck on this pacifier |
| I’ll make a story up just to catch a liar |
| 'Cause I do not want that around me |
| I’m from East Atlanta residing Fulton County |
| Eat that pussy like a edible yeah brownie |
| So when I eat it I get high |
| Hope you not shy, keep on the lights |
| Growin' up it was different every night |
| No steak, it was just chicken or rice |
| Still send traps for the mice |
| Lot of niggas 'round me yeah they snakes |
| Keep the grass cut don’t be late |
| Made the money but never changed |
| I’m tired of holdin' niggas on their fame |
| Made a promise to my momma she can get a new house |
| Basketball money momma she gon' need a new couch |
| A lot of places to hide these money I can’t think |
| Where to put at, ay where to put at I just might need to spend it |
| I’ve been havin' so much on my mind lately I can’t even think straight (I can’t |
| even think straight) |
| Grip that muthafuckin' pistol so tight like a muthafuckin' firm handshake (like |
| a handshake) |
| I don’t believe in anything on everything 'cause a lot y’all niggas lyin' these |
| days (a lot of y’all niggas lyin') |
| I see my baby boys, I know it may seem hard but I gotta make sure family |
| straight |
| Gladis said sit back don’t talk pay attention |
| Listen before talk don’t talk before listen |
| Muhammad Ali I got barely some (?) |
| Niggas play roles yeah they actin' and scripted |
| I might pour up some more Act in my kidney |
| Might hit my ex 'cause my main hoe is trippin' |
| Shoot at yo' hat 'cause my cane is (?) |
| Shot at yo' leg hit yo' ankle you limpin' |
| Pullin' back up with my nigga, my nigga |
| Pistol tucked down by my dick in my zipper |
| Alcohol bullets they eatin' yo' liver |
| For my dick make her pull up make her deliver |
| I done worked too hard to go back to where I came from |
| They say I changed but I feel like I’m still the same Quan |
| Control these niggas' powers and they cut the game on |
| Block all these haters and put a tour on for the same ones |
| I’ve been havin' so much on my mind lately I can’t even think straight (I can’t |
| even think straight) |
| Grip that muthafuckin' pistol so tight like a muthafuckin' firm handshake (like |
| a handshake) |
| I don’t believe in anything on everything 'cause a lot y’all niggas lyin' these |
| days (a lot of y’all niggas lyin') |
| I see my baby boys, I know it may seem hard but I gotta make sure family |
| straight |
| You gotta make sure family straight |
| If ain’t nobody straight, after that make sure yo' dog straight |
| You know what I’m sayin'? |
| Keep them mice far away from you |
| Cause rats are not good |
| You know cats eat those, and I’ma big dog |
| Rich Homie! |