Ride Out

Lyrics

Came in at first, had bad luck
 Got a whole lot, remember I ain't had nothin'
 We done sold out, now everybody mad at me
 Tell 'em roll out, now everybody smashin'
 Get ready 'cause you know we 'bout to be a problem
 Hope you ready 'cause you know it 'bout to be a problem
 It's the only way we know to go
 Squad up, never roll alone
 And we gon' ride on forever
 We ride out together
 Pull up right in your zone
 Take over the street, that's how we roll
 And we gon' ride on forever
 We ride out together
 Fancy when I drive, six cars in the driveway
 Cash in the driver door, spend it, do it my way
 I fight you like a matador, fresh out the catalog
 One fall we all fall, crew like dominoes
 Paper chase, vamanos, all my dogs riding smoke
 Mob heavy like the Pope, for that pot of gold
 We are not alone, boy, better check your tone
 You gon' need a lot of help, I ain't talkin' bank loans
 Sit with us, table last supper
 Toast to the brothers, some bad motherfuckers
 Yeah, ain't nothin' but pure luxury
 You lookin' left to me, should be looking up to me
 Preferably one of the best
 She ridin' 'cause we next now and forever to death
 Be loyal, real, and respect, stay ahead of the rest
 We just sit back, relax, doin' things to impress
 It's the only way we know to go
 Squad up, never roll alone
 And we gon' ride on forever
 We ride out together
 Pull up right in your zone
 Take over the street, that's how we roll
 And we gon' ride on forever
 We ride out together
 Got no time to waste
 And no way these niggas stoppin' me, oh no
 Flyin' from a mile away
 It's not a problem, only real ones follow me
 And I can do this with my eyes closed
 Blindfold two times over
 Ride solo, I got women and got soldiers
 I ain't trippin', you try to get it your night's over
 Talkin' on Melatonin, get it and fight coma
 What's defeat to a giant? Niggas feedin' the fire
 History, niggas be less them niggas flee when they flyin'
 You don't believe it? Then try it
 We don't believe in just tryin'
 I call it peoples and leave 'em in 100 pieces divided
 That's cold-blooded
 And I've been this dope for like four summers
 And I ain't really going for the he say, or she say
 Keep it G for Pete's sake
 I know this shit that bone you pick
 Might leave you niggas fillets
 It's the only way we know to go
 Squad up, never roll alone
 And we gon' ride on forever
 We ride out together
 Pull up right in your zone
 Take over the street, that's how we roll
 And we gon' ride on forever
 We ride out together
 It's YG 4hunnid!
 Is you ridin'?
 Is you with all the burglarizing and the violence
 If Jimmy got caught up, but you was right there with him
 So the police askin' you questions, is you gone keep quiet?
 Is you loyal, is you real, is you fake?
 When I can't tell that's the type of way that I hate
 You got that fake-friend syndrome
 There's no cure, so your symptoms is gon' show
 You know the code, stick around, hold it down, never fold
 Like it's a crease up in your Dicky Browns
 Hold up, each one teach one
 Motivate each one to be something
 'Cause I ain't just another statistic
 I do this, this, and that if you wanna get specific
 I'm just tryna make payday come quicker
 For me and my day one hittas
 Ride out!
 

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Duration
03:31
Key
5
Tempo
93 BPM

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