Ride (feat. $CTF LO$)
Cam Fetti
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Yeah Hey I got the grams, but I ain't talking crackers (No) I went from gutter to platters (Yeah) I swear my pockets got fatter When I get to the top, Ima kick down the ladder BLM real, so it matter But, a nigga play with me, he splattered Got that dirty drink up in my bladder I'm done with her, so I'm flipping the chapter I'm dripping red, not a Blood or a Kappa Got yo' ho on my side like an elf, so I'm Santa She sniffing that Hannah Montana But, I'm sipping on mud, that's that Dirty Diana Text us in the A.M., she be aggie Lil' bitch wanna f*ck, she like it nasty Choking on that smoke, my voice be raspy Choking on that smoke, that shit be gassy We don't let shit slide I'm with all my guys Nigga, we gon' ride Nigga, we gon' ride We don't let shit slide We put that boy in the sky Nigga, we gon' ride Nigga, we gon' ride You is a dub I swear I was already lit 'fore I walked in the club (Club) Smelling like bud I'm getting green, it's tall like a Milwaukee Buck (Buck) She wanna cuff But, she showing me and the gang way too much love (Too much) I be too fly like a dove (Dove) Look at me, I'm up above Look at the shoes, they be Rick Owens 81 bands like my name Terrell Owens Pass you up like Jesse Owens Matter fact, pass you up like Tyreek Hill Doing it all by God's Will Niggas be playing and toying, but I got the steel They don't want beef like I'm PETA for real Doing it all in a Jag, and it's moving real fast, it's a cheetah for real (Skrt, skrt, skrt) Ok, ok (Uh) Ok, ok (Uh) Ok, ok Ride around town in an all-black tint New white shirt, white coke like lint Spark up the J with the flint This big gas, I don't smoke no mid (No) My blinds closed, can't know my next move Powered the cup like Goku She ask to chill, I don't know you Her excuse like "Los you so cool" (Ok) I can't f*ck with the bozos, ice on my kicks, feel like Frozone Her cake fat, no big boned No, I'm not Crip, in my chain, got a blue stone Butterfly pendant, I'm so fly He tried to dap me off, I don't know guy Push start the whip just watch how I blow-by I know I made it when I rap on lo-fi My bitch bad, Bonita Stomp out your brodies in Off-White sneakers Hit it out the park like Jeter Get gobbled up in a too packed theater You know how I ride (Know how I ride) Know how I ride (Know how I ride) Know how I ride (Know how I ride) Know how I ride (Know how I ride) Know how I ride, all my niggas, they slide Watch how I slide in that tinted out ride Big body Benz, that shit to wide, watch everybody fit inside Wearing all black, they gon' call me a villain But, she on that white 'cause she snorting that Krillin Nigga, shut up, don't care 'bout your opinion In the pocket, but can dip, Russell Wilson I'm on that drank and I'm zooted She popped a molly, she booted She spinning 'round, acting clueless I got the drip and you juiceless She eat me up til' she toothless Nigga, I'm ruthless We don't let shit slide (Slide) I'm with all my guys (Yeah) Nigga, we gon' ride (Ride) Nigga, we gon' ride (Ride, ride) We don't let shit slide We put that boy in the sky (The sky) Nigga, we gon' ride Nigga, we gon' ride
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Written by: Camaran Parker, Carlos Halteh
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