Ride along
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots
And then died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
Let me press rewind cause
You might just be blind
See ion got no time
Cause these niggas telling lies
They Lying to these jits talking about how it cool outside
And when they mama crying they gon wanna press rewind
See I was on my grind and I'm never wasting time I'm just tryna go get mines
Whether it's Nickle up to a dime
Cause them crumbs just adding up
I'm just tryna tab it up
Ain't no act up in my cup
Make a move could be duck
So think smart before you move
Get the loot keep it cool
F*ck a couple niggas round
Hit the lick up on your own
They just want a nigga down
Cause they gon snitch up on
Case
And they ain't gon write you when you down
See i aint tryna promote this shit
But I gotta teach these jits
Cause all these niggas counterfeit
Acting like they doing this
I was 12 doing this
Never posting nun of my pistol
Cause I might be using it
Ride along
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots
And then died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
See you don't know the games
You ain't never did a thang
This that pitch then I bang
Nigga telling on they manes
Why he rob his own man
Boi you better keep a cane
Cause I can't trust a thing
And I put that on my soul
Skeeto folded on lick
Got us caught up then he dipped
I'm stick and watch me drip
Mama taught I was gone
But I been living ever since
I'm the proof of in this bitch
Better letter to my words
You'll learn Alotta shit
Marty sauce that huh
Marty sauce this huh
But let me tell you this
I done changed for the better
But this 30 on my hip
See the past caught up so
I can tell a lot of shit
But could never be a snitch
Own lane type a nigga
You'll never catch me switch
Own wave type a nigga
Yo bitch can't even take a dip
Pussy niggas ain't no sips
I wasn't giving handouts
So ain't no handouts over here
Ride along
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots and
Then he died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
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Ride along
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots
And then died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
Let me press rewind cause
You might just be blind
See ion got no time
Cause these niggas telling lies
They Lying to these jits talking about how it cool outside
And when they mama crying they gon wanna press rewind
See I was on my grind and I'm never wasting time I'm just tryna go get mines
Whether it's Nickle up to a dime
Cause them crumbs just adding up
I'm just tryna tab it up
Ain't no act up in my cup
Make a move could be duck
So think smart before you move
Get the loot keep it cool
F*ck a couple niggas round
Hit the lick up on your own
They just want a nigga down
Cause they gon snitch up on
Case
And they ain't gon write you when you down
See i aint tryna promote this shit
But I gotta teach these jits
Cause all these niggas counterfeit
Acting like they doing this
I was 12 doing this
Never posting nun of my pistol
Cause I might be using it
Ride along
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots
And then died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
See you don't know the games
You ain't never did a thang
This that pitch then I bang
Nigga telling on they manes
Why he rob his own man
Boi you better keep a cane
Cause I can't trust a thing
And I put that on my soul
Skeeto folded on lick
Got us caught up then he dipped
I'm stick and watch me drip
Mama taught I was gone
But I been living ever since
I'm the proof of in this bitch
Better letter to my words
You'll learn Alotta shit
Marty sauce that huh
Marty sauce this huh
But let me tell you this
I done changed for the better
But this 30 on my hip
See the past caught up so
I can tell a lot of shit
But could never be a snitch
Own lane type a nigga
You'll never catch me switch
Own wave type a nigga
Yo bitch can't even take a dip
Pussy niggas ain't no sips
I wasn't giving handouts
So ain't no handouts over here
Ride along
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots and
Then he died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots
And then died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
Let me press rewind cause
You might just be blind
See ion got no time
Cause these niggas telling lies
They Lying to these jits talking about how it cool outside
And when they mama crying they gon wanna press rewind
See I was on my grind and I'm never wasting time I'm just tryna go get mines
Whether it's Nickle up to a dime
Cause them crumbs just adding up
I'm just tryna tab it up
Ain't no act up in my cup
Make a move could be duck
So think smart before you move
Get the loot keep it cool
F*ck a couple niggas round
Hit the lick up on your own
They just want a nigga down
Cause they gon snitch up on
Case
And they ain't gon write you when you down
See i aint tryna promote this shit
But I gotta teach these jits
Cause all these niggas counterfeit
Acting like they doing this
I was 12 doing this
Never posting nun of my pistol
Cause I might be using it
Ride along
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots
And then died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
See you don't know the games
You ain't never did a thang
This that pitch then I bang
Nigga telling on they manes
Why he rob his own man
Boi you better keep a cane
Cause I can't trust a thing
And I put that on my soul
Skeeto folded on lick
Got us caught up then he dipped
I'm stick and watch me drip
Mama taught I was gone
But I been living ever since
I'm the proof of in this bitch
Better letter to my words
You'll learn Alotta shit
Marty sauce that huh
Marty sauce this huh
But let me tell you this
I done changed for the better
But this 30 on my hip
See the past caught up so
I can tell a lot of shit
But could never be a snitch
Own lane type a nigga
You'll never catch me switch
Own wave type a nigga
Yo bitch can't even take a dip
Pussy niggas ain't no sips
I wasn't giving handouts
So ain't no handouts over here
Ride along
Is you gon slide
My nigga came outside took 6 shots and
Then he died
My nigga in the cell doing 17
No lie
My other niggas in it they just doing a lil time
Writer: Jahsho-I Martin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid