J Lndn - Ride Out (feat. Jay Gwuapo)

Ya'll know the fucking vibes tune in
Hold on
Walk in the spot
I make it hot on your block with unlimited shots
(Yeah)
I bet she feeling a way, I spent a whole brick on the watch
(Woo)
(Yeah Yeah)
I took a risk with the pot
They try and copy the wave
They watching my moves right when I spin through their block
Ride out for my hitters who'll ride out
Yea we been getting rich
You trynna slide now, lil bitch come slide now, let's see who's the shit
I'm off the Henny I'm tapped
Look at these hoes Ima bag
Just blew a bag up in Saks
She trynna run it right back
No, No
Wait
Hold on
Walk in this bitch with a duffle
Talking bout digits I ran up a couple
Flexing young nigga but still kept it humble
Get to the bag I'm refusing to fumble
I call some shooters and they trynna touch you
Talk about game, what you know I'm the muscle
Remove a nigga he ain't fit in a puzzle
Bro hit a nigga once
Hit a nigga twice
Just to make sure that, that nigga dead
These niggas talk a lot but never bent the block
I swear that most of these niggas be feds
I gotta do it for all of my niggas
I'm standing on everything a nigga said
Walk in the spot
I make it hot on your block with unlimited shots
Yeah
I bet she feeling a way, I spent a whole brick on the watch
(Woo)
(Yeah Yeah)
I took a risk with the pot
They try and copy the wave
They watching my moves right when I spin through their block
Ride out for my hitters who'll ride out
Yea we been getting rich
You tryna slide now, lil bitch come slide now, let's see who's the shit
I'm off the Henny I'm tapped
Look at these hoes Ima bag
Just blew a bag up in Saks
She trynna run it right back
No
They know my body different
Hop in the foreign, straight to the cash I'm drifting
Dior I'm dripping, huh
She got them Louboutins on but she ain't no Christian
I just be chasing the backends
Bitch I don't know you, I knew you from back then
Talking hot, get you smacked with a backhand
Bussin juugs, I done turned to a savage
Hold on
Wait
Hundred round choppas
Fucking with me then you fucking with Gwuapo bitch talk to me proper
Matter fact talk to me nice
Pour up a four shake it up, mix it in with the sprite
Tell that bitch
Tell that bitch wipe her nose
We be on sold-out shows
Come to my block get exposed
Walk in the spot
I make it hot on your block with unlimited shots
(Yeah)
I bet she feeling a way, I spent a whole brick on the watch
(Woo)
(Yeah Yeah)
I took a risk with the pot
They try and copy the wave
They watching my moves right when I spin through their block
Ride out for my hitters who'll ride out
Yea we been getting rich
You tryna slide now, lil bitch come slide now, let's see who's the shit
I'm off the Henny I'm tapped
Look at these hoes Ima bag
Just blew a bag up in Saks
She trynna run it right back
No

Written by:
Jason George, Sherzod Nishanov

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