Phillz the MC - Ride To It lyrics

[Intro] Top down, Ocean Dr. flow, Nah, leave the AC on, baby [Hook] So we ride to it, say a prayer, get high to it Count our blessings without chasers up in our fluid Ain't no sense in asking questions you know how I do it Just have La Perla on that a** when I arrive to it, until then RIDE TO IT, Ride to it, RIDE TO IT, Ride to it x2 [Pre-Verse] She got that champagne po'n Loud pack blowin' Neglice on, waiting up for me, for me x2 [Verse] Baby girl, Why you staring in that visor? Getting MAC all on my sh** when you know that you the baddest In gym but super thick, Lord knows that a** the fattest Lummus Park on Ocean Drive, sun-tan lotion up ya thighs, Damn Only time she wear Truey's when it's time to swim Only time I wear Louie is when I'm tryna win Only time I dial her number's when I'm tryna sin No kissin' or huggin', golden rubbers when I'm tryna send Chills up your spine baby, just ride baby Sun rays shining through blinds, close your eyes baby She light my dutch, I pop her clutch, I'm tryna drive her crazy Get money where it's sunny is all we thinking lately [Hook] [Pre-Verse] [Verse 2] Baby girl, Why you pressin all them bu*tons? Second letter steering wheel, YSL, you fine as hell Ain't no weave, ole natural, loose the roof we might as well Cause I know you love attention & you stuntin' on these b**hes, Yeah She let her hair go, She got a Range Ro' She's Bi-Sexual, She's Bi-lingual And when she speak it she be leavin' n***as so clueless Slid thru just for the Weeknd we made Loft Music Double D's on balconies, that a** is so stupid So in love with the backshots with no cupid I do's this, I does this Don't be foolish, you know you gotta husband [Hook] x2 So we ride to it, say a prayer, get high to it Count our blessings without chasers up in our fluid Ain't no sense in asking questions you know how I do it Just have La Perla on that a** when I arrive to it, until then RIDE TO IT, Ride to it, RIDE TO IT, Ride to it x2