SkipTheGenius - Ride Wit Me

We check credentials
Keep the pistol let the lead fly

Come and ride with a nigga
On them back streets
Where we pack heat
And we attack beef

Hold up let me slow up
Show you why I'm bolder
Yea I stay up in the field
And that's cuz I'm a soldier

Somebody roll the doja
Get the drink and pour up
Niggas sleeping on ya boy
I wake em up like folders

Getting money most you niggas
Just don't make the quota
I go hard up in the paint
But still finesse the floater

Bitch I'm hot just like the desert
Out in Arizona
But Still so cold just like the snow
Out there in Minnesota

And I don't do no other drugs
Just puff the marijuana
Smoke so much that it get tough
To not fall in a coma

It ain't shit to get ya bitch
Yea I just telephone her
And I bet she tryna kick it
Like Barcelona THAT BITCH MESSI

You won't check me This ain't Nike
You get 3 strikes just like Adidas
Keep a Reebok pump
And the 9 Millimeter

Bullets eat ya like a creature
I'm a beat ya I defeat ya
I'm misleading looks deceive
I'm not an angel I'm a demon

Hearts black big brain
Right track wrong train
Right car wrong lane
Wrong way on a one way

And it's all fun and games
Til it involves the gun play
Spray ya bbq up
On a Easter Sunday

I just gotta get bucks
Monday to Monday
I care for one thing
I care for one thing

And I do not play
You not in my range
I'm hot high octane
You not you not flame

Come and ride wit a nigga
On the west side
We check credentials
Keep the pistol let the lead fly

Come and ride with a nigga
On them back streets
Where we pack heat
And we attack beef

Niggas ain't Ill like me
I'm homicidal they don't kill like me
On the Bible on the real high key
I'm the only nigga real I see

I pop a nigga like a pill
Cuz you niggas don't appeal
Man you just some Stuart Lils
You get trapped and you gone squeal

Yea you just a bunch of rats
But then claim you made of steel
Man y'all niggas lil bitches
Like the kid from Dr. Phil

One thing you don't wanna do is
Cash me outside
Yo bitch catch all my kids
She keep her mouth wide

Finally getting my due
I think it's bout time
I'll show you how to do it
Got it outlined

BlkHrtdGang on a mission
To get Benjamin's
Tryna get better positions
Yea we just killin' em

Niggas praying hopin' wishing
But uh! Just pay attention
How I move wit precision
Yea I gotta get it yea

Bitch I be the realest
I be hanging with some dogs
And some gorillas

Turn you to a zombie
Like we on thriller
Man I got all the flavor you vanilla

And I'm laugh if you say
That you a killer
I got some shooters
Throw ya body in a river

Niggas snakes watch em slither yea
And that don't slide with me
Just come and ride with me
Yea come and ride with me

Come and ride wit a nigga
On the west side
We check credentials
Keep the pistol let the lead fly

Come and ride with a nigga
On them back streets
Where we pack heat
And we attack beef

Written by:
Mookie Ambrose

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