Ride or Die

What you doing? (What you doing?)
Where you at?
I'm on my way, baby I'm still flipping racks (Trap, trap)
Pick you up at 8 girl,
so make sure that you're dressed (Make sure you dressed)
She's not afraid to die,
'cause she knows I got her back (I got her back)
Yeah she's my ride or die
We gon' secure the bag
Put the money in the Goyard
Yeah she's my ride or die
Walkin' with a strap
But her heart is made of gold, yeah

It's on lock, my love (My love)
She's with me even when I'm in the dark (I'm in the dark)
Baby girl bad, you see the way she walks (The way she walks)
Feel like a Feller when we gonna rock, yeah (Rock, yeah)
Baby girl, she got the drip, yeah (Drip, yeah)
Dropping the top off like Mill, yeah (Mill, yeah)
White horse, it's a whip, yeah (Skrrt-Skrrt, Skrrt-Skrrt)
Baby you one in a million
Yeah she is my ride or die, my paradise
She knows I'm working overtime, go overdrive
I'm pulling up with straps,
but I don't need no extension (Nah-Nah, Nah-Nah)
When I'm with you girl, you got all my attention

What you doing? (What you doing?)
Where you at?
I'm on my way, baby I'm still flipping racks (Trap, trap)
Pick you up at 8 girl,
so make sure that you're dressed (Make sure you dressed)
She's not afraid to die,
'cause she knows I got her back (I got her back)
Yeah she's my ride or die
We gon' secure the bag
Put the money in the Goyard
Yeah she's my ride or die
Walkin' with a strap
But her heart is made of gold, yeah

I'm turning your wife to a widow (Brrrt-Brrrt)
I'm pullin' up with an extendo
The snakes, they got me on my tiptoe (Tiptoe)
My baby gon' shoot through your window (Window)
I'm turning your wife to a widow
I'm pullin' up with an extendo (Pew, pew, pew)
Yeah man, we move on the low, low
You talk to the cops it's a no, no
She's one of a kind, yeah (Kind, yeah)
Baby girl, she's on my mind, yeah (Mind, yeah)
She knows that I'm on the grind, yeah (Grind, yeah)
I keep that thing by my side, yeah (Side, yeah)
Lil' shawty is bad, she gon' slide, yeah (Slide, yeah)
She pure and baby looking fine, yeah (Fine, yeah)
She's my lover and my slime (Ooh-Ooh, aye)
Baby knows that she is mine, yeah

What you doing? (What you doing?)
Where you at?
I'm on my way, baby I'm still flipping racks (Trap, trap)
Pick you up at 8 girl,
so make sure that you're dressed (Make sure you dressed)
She's not afraid to die,
'cause she knows I got her back (I got her back)
Yeah she's my ride or die
We gon' secure the bag
Put the money in the Goyard
Yeah she's my ride or die
Walkin' with a strap
But her heart is made of gold, yeah

What you doing?
I'm on my way, baby I'm still flipping racks
Pick you up at 8 girl,
so make sure that you're dressed
She's not afraid to die, 'cause she knows I got her back



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Montana, Kyle Anthony Rife, Nicolette Hayford
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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