Ride Out
Ride out
Trapped in my head run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit I should lie down
I'm high now I'm getting high but imma ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit Imma lie down I'm high now I'm getting highhh
I'm losing time now shit my anxiety feeling fine now
I'll ride out bet you a nickel I'll take a dime out
Im reeking loud and I'm running by the pool to catch a time out
The Cookie Monster busy bungee jumping with a tie down
I'm high now sipping faygo and eating fries all while
I contemplate what type of thoughts I'll think before I die
And will I find the time to fall in love again or make her mine
Nah I should let go shit if I could sometimes I get close
But holdup she back again shot me back to average
Depressed and on the internet viewing a juicy ass again
On her avenue prolly running with other dudes
And here I slump lonely and drunk chugging some jungle juice
My mirror said look at her number it's right in front of you
Man what are you thinking you couldn't text her if you wanted to
So back to the gram it's like fuck it thats what it's coming to
That's when the homies came out the blind they said let's go
it's time to ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit I should lie down
I'm high now I'm getting high but imma ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit Imma lie down I'm high now I'm getting highhh
Well I was once in oblivion was living blissful and ignorant
I did not have connection difference is I didn't give a shit
Rotisserie chicken in my system my minds indigenous
Consistent with this militant ass whooping I'm giving em
I've risen from faces and contemplated conception
In this life I take my time know my clothes were never the freshest
All the fakeness can't condone you know I'm sticking to my own zone
Y'all swimming with the sharks Ill keep to floating with the sumos yeah
I'm on a note kicking it with the judos
Parmesan and prosciutto what's new though but who knows
Avalon with the weed smoke blowing it to the ozone
Resonate to my soul and I'm ballin like it's a new low yeah
I'm on the loose those cappers can get the koodos
Pseudos insult my new lawn I'm farming til the food gone
Been I'm on my shit so pardon me I sought the monster lost at sea
To teach him truth and honesty I'm dying with my dignity
now ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit I should lie down
I'm high now I'm getting high but imma ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit Imma lie down I'm high now I'm getting highhh
I'm getting high
I'm getting high
I'm getting high
Trapped in my head run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit I should lie down
I'm high now I'm getting high but imma ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit Imma lie down I'm high now I'm getting highhh
I'm losing time now shit my anxiety feeling fine now
I'll ride out bet you a nickel I'll take a dime out
Im reeking loud and I'm running by the pool to catch a time out
The Cookie Monster busy bungee jumping with a tie down
I'm high now sipping faygo and eating fries all while
I contemplate what type of thoughts I'll think before I die
And will I find the time to fall in love again or make her mine
Nah I should let go shit if I could sometimes I get close
But holdup she back again shot me back to average
Depressed and on the internet viewing a juicy ass again
On her avenue prolly running with other dudes
And here I slump lonely and drunk chugging some jungle juice
My mirror said look at her number it's right in front of you
Man what are you thinking you couldn't text her if you wanted to
So back to the gram it's like fuck it thats what it's coming to
That's when the homies came out the blind they said let's go
it's time to ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit I should lie down
I'm high now I'm getting high but imma ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit Imma lie down I'm high now I'm getting highhh
Well I was once in oblivion was living blissful and ignorant
I did not have connection difference is I didn't give a shit
Rotisserie chicken in my system my minds indigenous
Consistent with this militant ass whooping I'm giving em
I've risen from faces and contemplated conception
In this life I take my time know my clothes were never the freshest
All the fakeness can't condone you know I'm sticking to my own zone
Y'all swimming with the sharks Ill keep to floating with the sumos yeah
I'm on a note kicking it with the judos
Parmesan and prosciutto what's new though but who knows
Avalon with the weed smoke blowing it to the ozone
Resonate to my soul and I'm ballin like it's a new low yeah
I'm on the loose those cappers can get the koodos
Pseudos insult my new lawn I'm farming til the food gone
Been I'm on my shit so pardon me I sought the monster lost at sea
To teach him truth and honesty I'm dying with my dignity
now ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit I should lie down
I'm high now I'm getting high but imma ride out
Trapped in my head, run through the kitchen with some knifes out
Lost at the function I question life that's cos I'm high now
Wasting my time faking my lines shit Imma lie down I'm high now I'm getting highhh
I'm getting high
I'm getting high
I'm getting high
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Writer(s): Tyler Gale
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