Ride Wit Me

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Mack J.G.

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Oh shit
Yeah
Ride wit me, ride wit me, come on and ride wit me
Smoke wit me, float wit me, come burn this O wit me
Ride wit me, die wit me, come catch this flight wit me
Roll wit me, flow wit me, stuff another cone homie
Ride wit me, ride wit me, come on and ride wit me
Smoke wit me, float wit me, come burn this O wit me
Ride wit me, die wit me, come catch this flight wit me
Roll wit me, flow wit me, stuff another cone homie
Man i’ve been in it since I lit it, took two to the brain
I’ve been rockin’ J’s ever since 98
Breaking down that bush and roll that kush into some paper flavors hittin’ right
And if you stay the night, I cut the price
We can see them hater staring at us cause’ they looking long
But kush got it hard for us to see them through all of this fog
We on that strong, it won’t be long till we lit
Stuff another cone and smoke it hella quick
You know this shit get fire once we load it
I gotta bad bitch and she knows it
I tell her pop the trunk and she throws it
I tell her roll another one and she owns it
So she goes wherever I go, she smokes whenever I smoke
And when times get low, I tell her hop in the Chevy 4 door
Say girl, let’s go
Yeah
Ride wit me, ride wit me, come on and ride wit me
Smoke wit me, float wit me, come burn this O wit me
Ride wit me, die wit me, come catch this flight wit me
Roll wit me, flow wit me, stuff another cone homie
Ride wit me, ride wit me, come on and ride wit me
Smoke wit me, float wit me, come burn this O wit me
Ride wit me, die wit me, come catch this flight wit me
Roll wit me, flow wit me, stuff another cone homie
I was born in the dirty dirty, i’m proud to be from the south
We got them kickers in the back, turn up to say it loud
Raised up to hold it down, that’s what i’m talking about
Instead of us banging out, we gonna hit a back road
Steady blowing the dro, when all you see is the smoke
You know we’re cooking the flows
We never slow it down bitch you know we’re keeping it growing
It’s always fake mother fuckers that’s got something to say
Well tell them bitches to come on and bring it to my face
Because if God’s with me, who can stand a chance in this town
Man it’s holy grounds here in the dirty south
And through these songs man, I become and immortal
No matter how the day ends, it’ll be playing tomorrow
So when my body dies brother don’t cry that i’m gone
Just keep my music playing bruh, and let my spirit live on
And load the bong, or twist a J
Talk about how I liked to turn up on a Sunday
Kicked back with a big bag rolling 8th’s
And yelling “WHO DAT” while i’m watching my Saints
Ya girl wanna blaze and speculate and she’s wants it Shotgun like it’s in her face
Can’t nobody get you high like me
So come on girl and take a
Take a
Take a
Ride wit me, ride wit me, come on and ride wit me
Smoke wit me, float wit me, come burn this O wit me
Ride wit me, die wit me, come catch this flight wit me
Roll wit me, flow wit me, stuff another cone homie
Ride wit me, ride wit me, come on and ride wit me
Smoke wit me, float wit me, come burn this O wit me
Ride wit me, die wit me, come catch this flight wit me
Roll wit me, flow wit me, stuff another cone homie
Man i’m fixing to go smoke me a cone f*ck that
Yeah I am
Bet

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