Start Wit Me (Trap Symphony Version)

[Chorus] I been done ride through another nigga city I got a brand new Draco with me Clip got thirty-three, Scottie Pippen Bitch nigga ain't heard of me, I got a Richard Drippin', my sweatsuit Givenchy I brought my strap in the party And my diamonds offset like Cardi Got a bad bitch with me, she a Barbie, huh You don't wanna start with me [Verse 1] Got some hood niggas postin' in Le Jardin I have his nigga on back of a carton Spend Larry Bird, thirty-three on Cartier I got thirty-three bitches with me I'ma float through the city sippin' on some chardonnay Fuck it, I'ma buy it out the bar today Fuck it, I'm buying out Barney's, yay I'ma hang with the gangbangers He only hang with the feds and the rats and the mice If my young nigga pull up with the bullets I'ma pull up with the strap, we gon' get him on sight We gon' make a thriller like Mike Car candy painted, Mike and Ike And my diamonds lookin' like a light I'ma fly a private like a kite Got the Bentley coupe in China white [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] I been done ride through another nigga city I got a brand new Draco with me Clip got thirty-three, Scottie Pippen Bitch nigga ain't heard of me, I got a Richard Drippin', my sweatsuit Givenchy I brought my strap in the party And my diamonds offset like Cardi Got a bad bitch with me, she a Barbie, huh You don't wanna start with me [Verse 2] No, you don't wanna start with me (No, you don't wanna start with me) Niggas pull up with Glock, AK's and TEC's (Uh-huh) Runnin' up your whole block like a full court press No, you don't wanna start with me (No, you don't wanna start with me) No, you don't wanna start with me (No, you don't wanna start with me) I know cold-hearted demons, they can smell your flesh (Uh-huh) Walk up on a pussy nigga, shoot him dead in the chest No, you don't wanna start with me (Nah) Made a lot of plays, hood got J's I kept me a bag with some hard in it (Hard in it) Rappin', made a name Now I get paid for a stage, I keep a guitar with me ('Tar with me) Executive, ayy, black President Escalade Bulletproof with a bar in it (Bar in it) Go against it, it gon' be a hard ending (Hard ending) I fucked and left, I hope it ain't no hard feelings (Nah) Was broke as fuck, that's how I started drug dealin' (Drug) Get some millions, it'll make a nigga love livin' Andrew Jackson, my lil' niece and nephew love twenties Me and Roddy got a get it out the mud business Made a hundred racks on a C-day Made a million dollars on a weekday Fifteen thousand on a cheap day Whippin' up dope like a deep dish Junkies outside, no rebates [Chorus] I been done ride through another nigga city I got a brand new Draco with me Clip got thirty-three, Scottie Pippen Bitch nigga ain't heard of me, I got a Richard Drippin', my sweatsuit Givenchy I brought my strap in the party And my diamonds offset like Cardi Got a bad bitch with me, she a Barbie, huh You don't wanna start with me