Ride For Me
Just hold it down when you say you gone slide for me
Set a deal then we turn it to a robbery
It's a mission we gone for the honoring
For the bro down the road we gone uh
For the bro down the road we gone ralish em
They keep telling me dezi you cold
Thought I told you I ride with a pole
Smoking Zoolie I'm high like a drone
223's now they lifting his soul
I'm a demon I smoke on the trolls
No kizzy we gone get him gone
All this money I feel like I'm Mitch
Said he gangsta that nigga a bitch
Act up we gone pop up with sticks
Pop up on ya block get it lit
Wipe the floor with mop get the stick
It's a opp in the room take a pic
Cartgo get em pull up on his side
Too many shots in the whip can't drive
Death by a shot if you mention my guys
Fat ass fucking that bitch from the side
I pop a pill an I'm gone to the sky
She roll my Zoolie I feel like I'm god
I brought a toolie I'm ready to rob
Give them the Kay now they ready to flock
Send lil shawty to go get the drop
No location we been on ya block
Rolling L's and they filled up with oops
Ya food we gone take out ya pot
Garlic sauce we gone take all ya knots
I'm a real hustla I stand when it's hot
Punch in overtime on the clock
Just hold it down when you say you gone slide for me
Set a deal then we turn it to a robbery
It's a mission we gone for the honoring
For the bro down the road we gone uh
For the bro down the road we gone ralish em
They keep telling me dezi you cold
Thought I told you I ride with a pole
Smoking Zoolie I'm high like a drone
Set a deal then we turn it to a robbery
It's a mission we gone for the honoring
For the bro down the road we gone uh
For the bro down the road we gone ralish em
They keep telling me dezi you cold
Thought I told you I ride with a pole
Smoking Zoolie I'm high like a drone
223's now they lifting his soul
I'm a demon I smoke on the trolls
No kizzy we gone get him gone
All this money I feel like I'm Mitch
Said he gangsta that nigga a bitch
Act up we gone pop up with sticks
Pop up on ya block get it lit
Wipe the floor with mop get the stick
It's a opp in the room take a pic
Cartgo get em pull up on his side
Too many shots in the whip can't drive
Death by a shot if you mention my guys
Fat ass fucking that bitch from the side
I pop a pill an I'm gone to the sky
She roll my Zoolie I feel like I'm god
I brought a toolie I'm ready to rob
Give them the Kay now they ready to flock
Send lil shawty to go get the drop
No location we been on ya block
Rolling L's and they filled up with oops
Ya food we gone take out ya pot
Garlic sauce we gone take all ya knots
I'm a real hustla I stand when it's hot
Punch in overtime on the clock
Just hold it down when you say you gone slide for me
Set a deal then we turn it to a robbery
It's a mission we gone for the honoring
For the bro down the road we gone uh
For the bro down the road we gone ralish em
They keep telling me dezi you cold
Thought I told you I ride with a pole
Smoking Zoolie I'm high like a drone
Credits
Writer(s): Desmond Underwood
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