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what's your size, so I could pick up some clothes baby
I'm down to ride, you know I'm too quick to blow with it
I'm by your side, you're never gon' be

Kanye
Pulling Trump cards all we see is the toupee
In the middle of the weak I’m surrounded by Wednesday’s
I just may, call you out on your bluff like

I ain't putting no more lames on 
All by my lonely, I feel like im akon
Bih im sippin tea in yo hood like im trayvon 
All bout my green like my first

militant man I feel like a troop
I will not stop till I got a few coupes
She sucking me off then she blow like a flute
I don’t copy no style I ride my own

on broads yeah
I’m tired of tripping over u it ain’t my fault yeah
I been chilling by myself cause I’m alone yeah
I know i gotta sit and grind on my own yeah

the girls who powder their nose
In and out the toilet like revolving doors
I'm moving nice tonight
I'm by my bros i'll ride for those and i'll die for those

this hoe no strings attached
Strings, strings, bitch no strings
How you ballin' with no green
I say you ballin' with no team
I'm like LeBron, he like

And all the ones who picked sides tryna dick ride
It get lonely on the road so I get high
You ain't tryna get no money rather get by
Rather spend it

this shit I'm living a lie
Fuck trying to get by
Nigga all I want is a piece of the pie
Life is better when you got it all night
And day, and struggles

other tricks that ride
Help me when I'm horny
Even hold my gun for me
She adore me
This everyday bitch after bitch
City after city
And I still treat em

Me and Johnny sittin' in the green grass --
I don't remember too much from that far back in the past,
But man, oh man, was Jonathan a laugh in those

And there's no air conditioning where he plies his trade

On the green plate stand by the Rundle Arcade

Sits and he waits for the privilege of driving you home

see me clown, muthafucka
Psychopathic Rydas dumpin'
Psychopathic Rydas hey
Psychopathic Rydas dumpin'
Psychopathic Rydas hey
We doing drive-bys

that time of the month
I ain't perfect ma, but it's worth the ride
You love it when I'm on top,I make ya hurt inside
Light rain, I used to pick you up in

music 
Niggas fufu 
I'm bout the green come watch me like Hulu
I'm smoking dope 
And blowing Os sumn like a Hoolah 

I chase that guap don't need no bitch

Don't look down on our glowing youth
Unchained by the love for a life of not living as we should
We crave the taste of that smoke as it burns into

a new day
Count your blessings, I say
Get out of your own way
So you can move
Don't look behind and ask why
Our ticket is for one ride
Green lights

I ride to die, fall to rise, I won't play myself, color blind
They don't see that the light is green, their overwhelmed
Horror films what my life is

the pitch
Striking out the side (Strike)
This luxury rides exclusive to my kind
Still striking up the deuce reppin’ that Gr716line (Verz)
Figure that figures

on some
Queen by my side, ya that been done
Green with the slime, ya that’s going to come
Cream in my ride, I don’t want none 
Ask me bout my biz, I won’t

on ya wave
I'ma pirate your my loot
Truly a treasury
I treasure you
Ya make my world turn green when its blue
Black King
I’m ya Queen
I’m ya boo
Martin

everyday but now I'm making music
Put a smile on ya face I wish I can do it 
Now days it's no love what happened to it
You was right by my side when I rode

got your own man standing right in front of you

We can fly together 

We can rise together 

Ride out together 

Now I knew all along you was my type

don't feel right
He got split and peeled like banana
Chinged in the trap, that's instant karma
Spin this ride like a chair
At the barbersHe got chinged