Let's Ride
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
I got what you need,
I got what you need, yeah
Bad, she's super bad
Not like other girls you used to have
West coast swagged out, couple hundred in her bag
Where she get that ass from? She get that money from her Dad
He pay, for them bottles, for that Prada, for that Gucci
For that Donna, for that Louie, for that Fendi when she want it
She stay, trendy like Madonna, with a 'tude that's from her mamma
Baby chill, let's just smoke this marijuana
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
All these guys try to get to you, they can tell that you're sexual
But don't let them put stress on you, they, they calling and texting you
And they do what they can to get next to you, but, you turn them all down
But when you're with me, let, your, walls, fall, down
We grown, this what grown folk do
At least we'll have some memories that we can hold on to
'Cause you grown, and I'm grown, and you know, and I know
They want you, to get low, so get high, with me, and let's go
Lust for a man, but it's fucked and it's twisted, love it so much, an addiction
She wanna think she in love with me but, really she in love with the diction
But I keep it cool, other men are hopelessly devoted
'Cause when you're on the floor, you're something like poetry in motion
I can't give my heart, but I work hard to keep you coming
Kept your guard up, we were talking first, now it's hard until the sun's up
And we could roll my blunt up, whether dressed down or done up
There's one rule when I see you... that's be you
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
I got what you need,
I got what you need, yeah
Bad, she's super bad
Not like other girls you used to have
West coast swagged out, couple hundred in her bag
Where she get that ass from? She get that money from her Dad
He pay, for them bottles, for that Prada, for that Gucci
For that Donna, for that Louie, for that Fendi when she want it
She stay, trendy like Madonna, with a 'tude that's from her mamma
Baby chill, let's just smoke this marijuana
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
All these guys try to get to you, they can tell that you're sexual
But don't let them put stress on you, they, they calling and texting you
And they do what they can to get next to you, but, you turn them all down
But when you're with me, let, your, walls, fall, down
We grown, this what grown folk do
At least we'll have some memories that we can hold on to
'Cause you grown, and I'm grown, and you know, and I know
They want you, to get low, so get high, with me, and let's go
Lust for a man, but it's fucked and it's twisted, love it so much, an addiction
She wanna think she in love with me but, really she in love with the diction
But I keep it cool, other men are hopelessly devoted
'Cause when you're on the floor, you're something like poetry in motion
I can't give my heart, but I work hard to keep you coming
Kept your guard up, we were talking first, now it's hard until the sun's up
And we could roll my blunt up, whether dressed down or done up
There's one rule when I see you... that's be you
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
Let's ride, and get high
And get high (And get high) before we get low
And get high (And get high) before we get low
Credits
Writer(s): Rayhaan Quraishi
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