Da Ridge
Lookin' at me, I ain't no bitch
I hear you snitch, leave your self in a ditch
Hit you with the freezer just like a fridge
Me and my homies just riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
No Backyardigans, we riding the ridge
We the college rebels, just in case you never heard of us
On some G shit, we get gully, we get murderous
Run up on you after class 'cause you think you book smart
Steal everything nigga, even take your bookmarks
Shit, I'm tryna pass too
eye contact so I chose to rob you
That includes yo' mama and yo' daddy and yo' mistress
Green bully run up in your crib, no Christmas
As I appear from the bathroom, I see my next victim, it seems like he going to class
I scan him from head to toe, backpack is heavy, his shoulders are frail, so his squabbles are trash
I'm tryna sneak up on him like the Shinobi in all the old movies you see with no sound
No one's around to witness the brutality
I'm Kevin Hart, it's about to go down
Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him
Hit him so hard with a left, I think I cloned him
try to run away I him with the Leaf Hurricane
8 Trigrams 64 palms, never trained
Use my legs like a hack sack
"I think he's had enough," Nah man, fuck that
Telling me backtrack, I attack that with a backslap
"Hope you got insurance, bro," Aflac, bitch
Lookin' at me, I ain't no bitch
I hear you snitch, leave your self in a ditch
Hit you with the freezer just like a fridge
Me and my homies just riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
No Backyardigans, we riding the ridge
I cannot hang today,
Somebody please take all this pain away
The nigga came in he stole my shit today
I swear on my trauma nigga, he gon' pay
That's okay, he don't know
Killin' niggas is my way to go
Like Hannibal the Cannibal, 'cept they are men
And I'm an animal with some mighty mandibles
String em up, hang em upside down
Then slit his throat watch his blood pour out
Bang his head in, make him hit the puff, destroy his lungs, cut out his tongue when he opens his mouth
Why so serious? Put smiles on your face if you feeling curious
I am not delirious, I'm furious, take a seat
here's a little PTSD before World War three, Clarisse
So put the lotion on
It's in the basket
You think I'm joking? I need some new skin for my human leather jacket
Now where this nigga at?
Hold up, lemme get my baseball bat, or maybe a chainsaw
Don't be shy, it's not painful
Is that him?
Shit, maybe it's a lookalike
Nah that's him
Lookin' at me, I ain't no bitch
I hear you snitch, leave your self in a ditch
Hit you with the freezer just like a fridge
Me and my homies just riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
No Backyardigans, we riding the ridge
Lookin' at me, I ain't no bitch
I hear you snitch, leave your self in a ditch
Hit you with the freezer just like a fridge
Me and my homies just riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
No Backyardigans, we riding the ridge
Yo
The fuck are you doing in my house?
Oh, I was just playing man, I-
Nah, nah, I wanna play too
Where'd you get that?
Oh this? This is just one of my toys!
I hear you snitch, leave your self in a ditch
Hit you with the freezer just like a fridge
Me and my homies just riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
No Backyardigans, we riding the ridge
We the college rebels, just in case you never heard of us
On some G shit, we get gully, we get murderous
Run up on you after class 'cause you think you book smart
Steal everything nigga, even take your bookmarks
Shit, I'm tryna pass too
eye contact so I chose to rob you
That includes yo' mama and yo' daddy and yo' mistress
Green bully run up in your crib, no Christmas
As I appear from the bathroom, I see my next victim, it seems like he going to class
I scan him from head to toe, backpack is heavy, his shoulders are frail, so his squabbles are trash
I'm tryna sneak up on him like the Shinobi in all the old movies you see with no sound
No one's around to witness the brutality
I'm Kevin Hart, it's about to go down
Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him
Hit him so hard with a left, I think I cloned him
try to run away I him with the Leaf Hurricane
8 Trigrams 64 palms, never trained
Use my legs like a hack sack
"I think he's had enough," Nah man, fuck that
Telling me backtrack, I attack that with a backslap
"Hope you got insurance, bro," Aflac, bitch
Lookin' at me, I ain't no bitch
I hear you snitch, leave your self in a ditch
Hit you with the freezer just like a fridge
Me and my homies just riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
No Backyardigans, we riding the ridge
I cannot hang today,
Somebody please take all this pain away
The nigga came in he stole my shit today
I swear on my trauma nigga, he gon' pay
That's okay, he don't know
Killin' niggas is my way to go
Like Hannibal the Cannibal, 'cept they are men
And I'm an animal with some mighty mandibles
String em up, hang em upside down
Then slit his throat watch his blood pour out
Bang his head in, make him hit the puff, destroy his lungs, cut out his tongue when he opens his mouth
Why so serious? Put smiles on your face if you feeling curious
I am not delirious, I'm furious, take a seat
here's a little PTSD before World War three, Clarisse
So put the lotion on
It's in the basket
You think I'm joking? I need some new skin for my human leather jacket
Now where this nigga at?
Hold up, lemme get my baseball bat, or maybe a chainsaw
Don't be shy, it's not painful
Is that him?
Shit, maybe it's a lookalike
Nah that's him
Lookin' at me, I ain't no bitch
I hear you snitch, leave your self in a ditch
Hit you with the freezer just like a fridge
Me and my homies just riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
No Backyardigans, we riding the ridge
Lookin' at me, I ain't no bitch
I hear you snitch, leave your self in a ditch
Hit you with the freezer just like a fridge
Me and my homies just riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
Ay, Ay, riding the ridge
No Backyardigans, we riding the ridge
Yo
The fuck are you doing in my house?
Oh, I was just playing man, I-
Nah, nah, I wanna play too
Where'd you get that?
Oh this? This is just one of my toys!
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Writer(s): Jonathan Thompson
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