Ride Out
Lil Yachty, Shoreline Mafia
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I just did this so fast This shit, this shit is easy, this shit just hard Run me my check Lil' boat, ayy, bitch, gang Ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, gang, ayy, whoo, ayy-ayy Ayy, ride out, ride out (skrrt) With a stick when we ride out (ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang, gang Bitch, the gang out (bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (bitch) Tell that lil' bitch come through (skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (ayy, gang, woo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch (ooh-wee) You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe I run up with it (ho), with the stick, it spittin' (grrat) Shoot his whole face off (shoot his whole face off) Can't tell you who did it (can't tell you who did it) Bitch, I'm Rob Vicious (bitch, I'm Rob Vicious) And my life so savage (and my life so savage) I retired from the Mavericks (I retired from the Mavericks) All my ice, lotta carats (all my ice, lotta carats, yeah) F*ck your wife, no marriage (no marriage) Lil' Rob just hit it (Lil' Rob just hit it) Then she suck my brother (then she suck my brother) Even f*ck my children (even f*ck my children) Man, this bitch trippin' (man, this bitch trippin') Man, this bitch vicious (man, this bitch vicious) I said, "stop suckin'" (I said, "stop suckin'") That bitch don't listen (that bitch don't listen) I came outside, trappin' with the block today I can get money all lots of ways Remember when I had to flock and pay (yeah) Now look at them dollars Lil' Rob just made I run it up in a whole lotta ways Swore I done called a whole lotta plays (yeah, ayy) I'm sick, need a check-up (check-up) I done ran me a check up (check up) Need a brand new Tesla (skrrt) Cartier got me lookin' like professor (skrrt) I'm sick, need a check-up (check-up) I done ran me a check up (a check up) Need a brand new Tesla (Tesla) Cartier got me lookin' like professor Ayy, ride out, ride out (skrrt) With a stick when we ride out (ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang, gang Bitch, the gang out (bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (bitch) Tell that lil' bitch come through (skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (ayy, gang, woo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe Stop, drop, mix it in the soda pop Put the soda in the pot, I'm gon' whip it 'til it's rock I said, "Stop, drop, mix it in the soda pop Put the soda in the pot, I'm gon' whip it 'til it's rock" Look, it's OTS and GC, we fuckin' all the groupies Condoms for the cooties, she a snack and I'm Scooby Smoke a nigga like a doobie, blow a nigga like a eighth Bitch, I'm on the block, in my pockets, it's a lotta cake And I'm on your thot 'cause I heard she give a lotta face I be pourin' lotta eights, sip it raw, I love the taste 'Cause I heard she give a lotta face I be pourin' lotta eights, sip it raw, I love it straight Ayy, ride out, ride out (skrrt) With a stick when we ride out (ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang, gang Bitch, the gang out (bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (bitch) Tell that lil' bitch come through (skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (ayy, gang, woo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe I'm with Lil' Boat but our pockets been on fat In the Uber with my .30, if you try me, you get smacked I ain't worried 'bout no money, niggas know I'm gettin' racks I just hopped up in that foreign, poured the deuce then did the dash I count a lotta money, I f*ck a lotta hoes I sip a lotta lean, I buy a lotta clothes We got hella beef, nigga, we brought all the poles Niggas think it's hella sweet until we let that choppa go Ayy, ride out, ride out (skrrt) With a stick when we ride out (ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang, gang Bitch, the gang out (bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (bitch) Tell that lil' bitch come through (skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (ayy, gang, woo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe
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Written by: Alejandro Carranza, Fenix Rypinski, Laron Robinson, Miles McCollum, Robert Magee II
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