Ride with a n***a
Get high with a n***a
You now rockin' with the best
Smoke good, and back boys, we gon' roll till there ain't none left
In the hood, where you catch me leanin'
California dreamin'
Got that money on my mind
If it that then these hoes sceamin'
But you know that
Hope, hope you ain't one of those though, one of those hoes
Who post different pictures on instagram, hashtag we winning
The f** is you kidding?
Look, you just another body
An over rated body
Just another notch on my belt, and it's start to come a hobby
Hold Up
Let me get back to this true
Let me get back to the real
New shots poured, and that's round four
I'm kickin' back in ya feel?
Now, i can't lose
I'm a sure shot
I'm like Stephan Curry with an open three
In other words i'm a guarantee
So baby girl come and ride with a g
[Chorus]
B-Baby, tell me what do you want from me
I'm just stacking, trying to live comfortably
Want to come to my world, girl, I'll let you see
I'll let you see
I'll let you see
Baby tell me what do you want
Tell me what do you want
Tell me what do you want from me
Want to come to my world, girl I'll let you see
I'll let you see
We ridin' with the top down, smokin' loud
Gettin' faded with the top down, smokin' loud
Gettin' faded with the top down, smokin' loud
Gettin' faded with the top down, smokin' loud
Gettin' faded
[Taylor J]
So many n***as, want to put you in the lead with a ring
But oh no no, not me
sh**, please, i can't compete
Cause i got so many b**hes
But if you drop yours, I might
D-Drop all of mine tonight
And pull up on you hoping that head right
Don't ask for the weed, Imma pa** it
And that a** play with me, Imma grab it
Call me taylor, or call me daddy
Girl, you'll never be a ba*tard
I shot my gain and I stab it
Leave a car scene on the matress
The ex n***a lyin' like im panic
As I pan side to side in the panties
Girl that p**y antique
Either you ain't f**in' or hittin that a**
But f** that orgy baby
Text me or call me baby
Don't hit my DM, I'll be too high
f** around and won't see it til the morning baby
What she want from me?
Is it cause gold glitch
Or cause im a cool man walking like pizzle
Ride with my new b**h and my new pistol
[Chorus]
[Gliss]
Red up in my cup
I've been sippin' on sand man
Yellow bricks, that wizard of Oz
No lies, all my sh** been on ten man
I like, girls be pretty without makeup
When cup size like a bad grade
I might go down if that p**y clean
But won't eat the cake
'Im like anime
I took to canidating, handling
Took the moves i had already
Multiple dollars I got no taller
Pay handling
Panamera mirror all black
Anakin manikan
Tell this n***as im panicin'
Go to the mankin'
I'm on a roll
Tell the Money never made one stop
(Tell the Money never made one stop)
Throughin' in the towel
I got to give in the box
n***as got deported, got to meet them at the dock
I can ample
Tell them to amplify them grammys space
Cause n***as ain't really rappin' these days
Man, these strippers love me, they comin' back for me
All these blankets make it over the balcony
b**hes learn to make sh** more then it has to be
Got me reallin' up in this drop top girl
Wing got to drop i don't got a box no more
Show you what my life is like, keep it on the low
Yeah
[Chorus]
(Gettin' faded)