Lil Wetta - Riding Wit the Gang (feat. K Mac & YFN Say)

Riding wit' the gang, get the money fuck the fame (skrt)
Pull up in a drop top blowing out the brain (blowing out the brain)
Bitch I be dripping diamond's on my chain (ice)
Met the girl once now she wanna fucking taste (aha)
Get the money come in first like a fucking race (like a fucking race)
Turn the beat up Landon crazy on the bass (crazy on the bass)
Bitches really tripping, yeah they plotting yeah they fake (fake bitch)
I just got a hunnid' k and put that in the safe
Riding wit' the gang, get the money fuck the fame (skrt)
Pull up in a drop top blowing out the brain (blowing out the brain)
Bitch I be dripping diamond's on my chain (ice)
Met the girl once now she wanna fucking taste (aha)
Get the money come in first like a fucking race (like a fucking race)
Turn the beat up Landon crazy on the bass (crazy on the bass)
Bitches really tripping, yeah they plotting yeah they fake (fake bitch)
I just got a hunnid' k and put that in the safe
I be getting to money, yeah I'm balling like the Lakers
Fucking hella bitches we ain't worried bout' no haters
You say you got bands we got all kind's of paper
Alway's shooting shots, call my Glock the instigator (brrt, pow)
All this henny' got me going kinda' blurry
But we ain't worried give a fuck bout' a bitch
You steady talking down then I put you on the list
You like to talk big but when I see you you a bitch
All you goofy's run your mouth but in person don't say shit (shhh)
Yeah I got a fucking bag now (bag now)
All you pussy's sell the same loud (same loud)
She give me fucking brain wow (brain wow)
Ten k for this chain how?
Imma hit her and dip, cause' I belong to the clique
You could say that I'm dirty just take a look at this stick (brr)
Undefeated with the bitches I'm invincible
My throne twenty racks on the bitch, bring your best hoe back
Don't let me catch y'all lack
Hit y'all n***** with the strap
That ain't no fucking cap
Then your rat girl hit me up in the chat, hit y'all boys with the bat
All these bitches be back, only want me for my cash (cash)
Bitch got played, n**** got richer paid
Then boy got laid, boys love to hate
Take your forty k chain, then I make it rain
Blow the ops brain, balling like Brony James
Y'all bum n***** you lame (lame)
My boy's shooters like Dam, let the boys go cray'
Let them n***** lay, hit them boys with the blade
They call me slay, dunk on a n**** like I'm Blake (Blake)
Just worried bout' the cake, bitch wet like a lake (Chu)
Riding wit' the gang get the money fuck the fame (skrt)
Pull up in a drop top blowing out the brain (blowing out the brain)
Bitch I be dripping diamond's on my chain (ice)
Met the girl once now she wanna fucking taste (aha)
Get the money come in first like a fucking race (like a fucking race)
Turn the beat up Landon crazy on the bass (crazy on the bass)
Bitches really tripping, yeah they plotting yeah they fake (fake bitch)
I just got a hunnid' k and put that in the safe
Riding wit' the gang get the money fuck the fame (skrt)
Pull up in a drop top blowing out the brain (blowing out the brain)
Bitch I be dripping diamond's on my chain (ice)
Met the girl once now she wanna fucking taste (aha)
Get the money come in first like a fucking race (like a fucking race)
Turn the beat up Landon crazy on the bass (crazy on the bass)
Bitches really tripping, yeah they plotting yeah they fake (fake bitch)
I just got a hunnid' k and put that in the safe

Written by:
Killian Allen, Matthew Noel, Saliou Jallah

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