Ride Wit My Glock

Throne sittin' high, ridin' with the fire
Thirty by my side, let a fuck nigga try
I ain't scared to leave, I ain't scared to die
Nigga best believe I ain't scared to ride
You know how I rock, ridin' with the Glock
.38 hot, let off thirty-eight shots
What the fuck you mean? Give me all you got
Ain't no snatchin' me, I'm ridin' with the wop

We do walk-ups, make them crackers put that white chalk up
Niggas actin' big 'til they hear that a chopper talk up
Married to the game, told 'em meet me at the altar
Ridin' with my flame, tryna wet a nigga block up
You know I'ma spin a bend-bend
Smokin' on this dope, that's that twinny-twin-twin
I double my bitches, now I fuck twinny-twin-twins
Givenchy my bag, I Louis len-len-lens
I got two twin choppers, that's a deuce deuce
I got the sauce, baby girl, I got the juice, juice
She said my head ain't on straight, I'm a loose screw
I'm catchin' plays but I'm duckin' from the woop woop

Throne sittin' high, ridin' with the fire
Thirty by my side, let a fuck nigga try
I ain't scared to leave, I ain't scared to die
Nigga best believe I ain't scared to ride
You know how I rock, ridin' with the Glock
.38 hot, let off thirty-eight shots
What the fuck you mean? Give me all you got
Ain't no snatchin' me, I'm ridin' with the wop

Heard a nigga want smoke, tell that pussy nigga run up
You ain't finna shoot shit, nigga, put that gun up
Fuck a ninety-nine, I'ma keep that shit a hundred
Ridin' with that iron, it ain't nothin' for me to turn up
Ayy, ayyy, ayy, 40 with a dick on it
Think you the shit, take it out and let it piss on 'em, ayy
Do it by myself, I ain't gotta send no hit on 'em
Take a nigga bitch to the room, put that dick on 'em
I ain't got no time for these ho niggas
How you hatin' from the house while I been on the road, nigga?
I ain't tappin' in, I gotta show niggas
I'm only fearin' God, I swear I don't fear no nigga

Throne sittin' high, ridin' with the fire
Thirty by my side, let a fuck nigga try
I ain't scared to leave, I ain't scared to die
Nigga best believe I ain't scared to ride
You know how I rock, ridin' with the Glock
.38 hot, let off thirty-eight shots
What the fuck you mean? Give me all you got
Ain't no snatchin' me, I'm ridin' with the wop



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Writer(s): Regis Bell, Timothy Williams, Spencer Anderson
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