Lyrics:
the trance, in this neon romance
Synthesized emotions, in a retro trance
As we ride the waves of the synthwave dance
Synthwave dreams, in a cybernetic haze
Yea mobster, let's ride on them bitches
It's time to go to war, niggard, you ready
Don't want to see you wit no pistols
If you ain't ready to roll,
under the pit
So it's musty and the pistol sittin' comfy
I put my right hand up to God
My first drive-by was on the
Two pegs of a honkey
We was teenagers,
Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon)
Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride
bitch bashing
These rappers be swagger jacking
Clap 'em not, they don't even matter
1-2, this lung been splattered
And I heat a pistol on something
I
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
Biggie (everybody, everybody)
Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride (Biggie Biggie)
Rock the party, rock the party, party (it's Bone and Biggie
Everybody, everybody
(Let's) Ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high, get high, get high, c'mon
Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride
Get high,
him when we slide
Pistol on my side, I can't let 'em kill my vibe
Niggas pickin' sides, and these niggas switchin' sides
I promise I'ma ride
We
niggas, let me, where my
Where my soldiers at?, put your pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at?, put yo' guns up
Tell me where my soldiers at?, put yo'
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
of life than stress
We still thuggin' 'til its none left
Don't sleep
We gon' ride
Keep my pistol on my side
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride
Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies
Lil' homies on the ride
Niggas gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies
I'm screaming peace with a pistol and clocking this cash
Survive by any means cuz I was Born to Last
Born to Last, Born to Last
Beyond a Reasonable
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
fuck with me then see that
My little aliens, yeah
We come to your city. Can they really
Put it on down with the pistol?
Can you feel me, feel me?
Verse
Haha
Ca$his, Ca$his
Yeah (king Mathers)
C'mon (pistol poppin')
Come get me, nigga
Pistol poppin', bodies droppin', layin' all around
You
to eat
Doing things as I please
Catch me never lackin
Pistol by my side
Two bitches while I ride
Connected everybody I'm the glue guy
Did too much in these
Wanna Ride
(By The Ocean Side)
I Wanna Ride
I-I Wanna Ride With You
I-I Wanna Ride
I Wanna Ride
I Just Wanna Ride With You
So Lets Go Right Now
Go Slow
You know that lukes keeps a pistol
It's the way you throw that
Starship watch a nigga in
The backseat gold mat
Let 'er with the fix, turn around
Where
Beat it in a month or two, leggo
All I got is trouble, most you niggas know that
Pistol's in the duffle anybody lookin' for 'em
Who want some? (Who
mind
I say
Magic carpet ride
Baddie on my thigh
Pistol on my side
Money on my mind
Let's go
Off my carpet like Aladdin
Not one who be bragging
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