Ridin

Got my bounce right like Lo

Clientele like for sho

Poppin' bars, smokin' gars, still dodgin' cop cars

High as hell, oh well, feelin' gangsta, you can tell

Feelin' like it's all swell, with a bitch, I'm bout to nail

Tint, super dark, you can't see who I be

I just let that thang creep

Greet me wrong, pistol speak

Geesh, I'm so unique, I'm a gangsta that's elite

With this song on' repeat

While I'm leanin' in my seat

Just clutchin' on my heat, sippin' jammin' to the beat

When my clothes all neat, and, this bitch ready to cheat

Damn, this who I am, tint, you can't see through

Got them Pokemon guns, how they all peek at you

Behind limo tint n****, you can't see through

Shine on my tires, wet paint on tha' whip to

We just ridin, ridin, ridin

Me and my n****s we just ridin, ridin, ridin, ridin

Cigarillo's filled up, yeah, so is the cups too

Pistol on my lap and you, buck if you want to

We just ridin, ridin, ridin

Me and my n****s we just ridin, ridin, ridin, ridin

Turn the corner slow, blowin' dro, let the phone glow

With some nice heat, and I'm leanin' to the bike seat

Ridin, ridin, ridin, high like I am flyin'

Plain' so insane, how I do the damn thang

You can't see me, nigga, so take it easy

Cup full on that bullshit, banggin' my music, yeah

I swing wide when I ride, and I swing through

Careful I might melt you, or one of the crew a bang you

That's what the gang do, ride like we made of gas

Easy on the speed, I'm on that drink, and there weed go

To the liquor store for some more Henny and a Coke

Some cups of ice and a cigarillo, cause that's all that we blow

But homie nah, I don't choke, but I got a contact from the smoke

Weed loud like my music, but my eyes down low

We just flippin' through the Roe, city smokin', sippin'

We behind tint, chillin', AC kickin'

Let them hear me we just ridin

Behind limo tint n****, you can't see through

Shine on my tires, wet paint on tha' whip to

We just ridin, ridin, ridin

Me and my n****s we just ridin, ridin, ridin, ridin

Cigarillo's filled up, yeah, so is the cups too

Pistol on my lap and you, buck if you want to

We just ridin, ridin, ridin

Me and my n****s we just ridin, ridin, ridin, ridin