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Ride
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DaBoii
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n***as always talking 'bout they riding n***a Back against the muf**kin wall n***a you talking 'bout you ridin' n***a Show me you ridin' then n***a I don't give a f**k 'bout what n***as talkin' 'bout n***a Actions speak way louder than words n***a Show me somethin' n***a n***as always talking 'bout they riding n***a Show me somethin' I can give a f**k what n***as sayin, they never saying much Hope they don't try and slide in something nice we gon' spray it up These drugs barely got me in my zone, guess I ain't take enough Naw I can't fit in wit' none of you n***as, I ain't fake enough And I don't care if my opps stare, we brought the pistol in My brodie seen a bad b*t*h in the club, got to whistlin' How the f**k your brodie got the ball but hе ain't dishing it? I don't f**k with n***as, to the neck, I'm on some diffеrent sh*t Talking like you tough then we gon' give him what the snitches get Crazy how I get paid to talk my sh*t ain't gotta whip a wrist That semi-automatic turn auto when I hit the switch If brodie bro was up a million bodies, b*t*h he innocent You going back and forth with the b*t*h up on some tennis sh*t n***a what you pouring up is yellow, why you sipping it? Can't escape your past and once a b*t*h then b*t*h you still a b*t*h And only in these lil' n***as raps, when they be killing sh*t b*t*h n***a saying he gon' ride, n***a ride then Ooh I love that G27 that's my right hand n***a asked, "Who the f**k DaBoii?" n***a I am A young wild n***a wit' more money than a white man Tell me what's your price, is they cheap? I'ma buy it We'll up poles in this b*t*h, start a riot And naw I can't sleep I got demons that I'm fighting I got the Drake passenger, on the road with no license (On the gang) n***a saying he gon' ride, let your ashes talk I remember I had no whip and n***as had to walk You coulda had your little chain, but you had to floss I'm hard body to the bone, I'm never acting soft She gon' bounce that sh*t the way I like it, bae I love it No security, just me and Glocky up in public I just had a son and I can't wait to hear him cussing n***a I ain't even trying, this sh*t is nothing b*t*h I'm in the booth, why is you calling? b*t*h you buzzing They thought I was a genie, I turned nothing into something I try to tell my youngin' go to school, that n***a thuggin' I can't even tell who's shooting, whip out strap and get to busting When you getting money everybody is your cousin I don't give a f**k if I was down, lil' b*t*h I wasn't These shells'll leave a hole up in his head, he a pumpkin n***a f**k you and everybody that you run with, b*t*h n***a saying he gon' ride, n***a ride then Ooh I love that G27 that's my right hand n***a asked, "Who the f**k DaBoii?" n***a I am A young wild n***a wit' more money than a white man Tell me what's your price, is they cheap? I'ma buy it We'll up poles in this b*t*h, start a riot And naw I can't sleep I got demons that I'm fighting I got the Drake passenger, on the road with no license On the gang
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