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Ride Round Video (MV)




Performed By: Murkwood
Length: 2:35
Written by: Bram Richmond




Murkwood - Ride Round Lyrics




Okay
Don't smoke weed in my shit
Don't smoke tree in my shit
Don't smoke weed in my shit
Don't smoke tree in my shit
Don't smoke weed in my shit

Ride round town in a new black whip
Can't see through my tints
Heated steering wheel gon' burn my grip
Don't touch my shit
I go too fast by them piglets
My god thats ignorant
Get that addy through my digits
Come through and visit

5 foot 4 that's ideal
Drinks, no cigs thats ideal
Spoke like a bike wheel
Head for head, that's cool
That's a nice deal
My pipe steel
Stopped part through just to ask how I feel
Let's keep this real
I don't trust anybody so my eyes peeled
Black on black
Tinder swipe then match
That's snack on snack on snack on snack
My packs no whacks
Don't lack those facts
I'm good, I'm sipping on yak
Get the stress off my back
Let 'em ask who's on that
9 plus 10 like black jack
I'm all in, no half-ass
Raptors claw, my strap back

Ride round town in a new black whip
Can't see through my tints
Heated steering wheel gon' burn my grip
Don't touch my shit
I go too fast by them piglets
My god thats ignorant
Get that addy through my digits
Come through and visit

Found me a Bumbler
She follow my Twitter and follow my Tumblr
Follow my Instagrams
Drunk, give her number
Hop out like whatever
Old friends go back like recess
On top of that, same Sirius presets
Undress, redress, that's reflex
All wants, no needs, I'm needless
Acquired a palette for spices
She bring out the mango, then tell her to dice it
I'm out at the Pisa but not like the slices
The 3 on her left looking lonely, I'll ice it
You snakes are some rats and I'll trap if you mice it
Don't smoke weed in my shit
Don't smoke tree in my shit
No OG in my shit
Smell that, my mom would be pissed

Ride round town in a new black whip
Can't see through my tints
Heated steering wheel gon' burn my grip
Don't touch my shit
I go too fast by them piglets
My god thats ignorant
Get that addy through my digits
Come through and visit
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Okay
Don't smoke weed in my shit
Don't smoke tree in my shit
Don't smoke weed in my shit
Don't smoke tree in my shit
Don't smoke weed in my shit

Ride round town in a new black whip
Can't see through my tints
Heated steering wheel gon' burn my grip
Don't touch my shit
I go too fast by them piglets
My god thats ignorant
Get that addy through my digits
Come through and visit

5 foot 4 that's ideal
Drinks, no cigs thats ideal
Spoke like a bike wheel
Head for head, that's cool
That's a nice deal
My pipe steel
Stopped part through just to ask how I feel
Let's keep this real
I don't trust anybody so my eyes peeled
Black on black
Tinder swipe then match
That's snack on snack on snack on snack
My packs no whacks
Don't lack those facts
I'm good, I'm sipping on yak
Get the stress off my back
Let 'em ask who's on that
9 plus 10 like black jack
I'm all in, no half-ass
Raptors claw, my strap back

Ride round town in a new black whip
Can't see through my tints
Heated steering wheel gon' burn my grip
Don't touch my shit
I go too fast by them piglets
My god thats ignorant
Get that addy through my digits
Come through and visit

Found me a Bumbler
She follow my Twitter and follow my Tumblr
Follow my Instagrams
Drunk, give her number
Hop out like whatever
Old friends go back like recess
On top of that, same Sirius presets
Undress, redress, that's reflex
All wants, no needs, I'm needless
Acquired a palette for spices
She bring out the mango, then tell her to dice it
I'm out at the Pisa but not like the slices
The 3 on her left looking lonely, I'll ice it
You snakes are some rats and I'll trap if you mice it
Don't smoke weed in my shit
Don't smoke tree in my shit
No OG in my shit
Smell that, my mom would be pissed

Ride round town in a new black whip
Can't see through my tints
Heated steering wheel gon' burn my grip
Don't touch my shit
I go too fast by them piglets
My god thats ignorant
Get that addy through my digits
Come through and visit
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Writer: Bram Richmond
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