Turn me up, R. Chasing some paper daily
Hit that bitch one time, throw her back like I'm Brady
Nigga wanna try, he gon' die, I sent to Grady
Hit the Waffle House, bought the biscuits and gravy
I don't give a f*ck, baby girl, I get wavy
I'm a hard worker, off the za, I get lazy
How you wanna smoke, but? wont cop, nigga, pay me
I've been mixing weed with the drink, nigga, lately
If you want the smoke, get a helmet
It ain't nothing, you can tell me
Picking scraps, saving pennies
Try to stack up for my family
Ho, you shop at JC penny's
This bitch dressing like my nanny
Keep the beef on me like Dennys
Keep the 4-5 in my fanny
So many gold chains around my neck, I can melt it and make a Grammy
So many hoes around the stage, they're throwing socks and bras and panties
So many niggas ask me, what's my method
Nigga, I ain't even plan it
Nigga, I'm the one who f*cking planned it
So much money on me
Man, these bitches thought I was scamming
I got a white girl in the back
Big weight, call her Tammy
Switch up on the Glock
Now my gun is a tranny
Hopped up in that rose gold, baby, come up in it
I done had a butt load of hoes, try to jam me
I done had to get back in my mode, what you saying
Ho, I ain't no fool or no joke, bitch, stop playing
I don't wear a cape, so these hoes, I ain't saying nothing
Ok cool
Maybach, yeah, its black on black it muscle truck the coupe
Hoes coming back-to-back, don't know which one to choose
Bitch, was trying to set me up like I'm Boo-Boo the Fool
She trying to stay and cuddle up, put on your shoes, not in the mood
Drizzle, Drizzle pull out the ticket, she made me pay, that bitch was rude
F*cked up sister in the room, jump out the street, I'm running nude
Tried to tell me about her boyfriend, but I don't know, little dude
I know her sister, though, she would suck me up for a mint chicken, too
Take your bitch on a ride, then I pass it to my bro
Now we in it, like Shaquille O'Neal, I dominate your hoe
Speeding 12, ain't stopping if I crash, then I can just go ghost
Whip a foreign, no Miata, but bitch, I ride low
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TGMULA - Ride Low (feat. Dior Dancy & Rando Harris) Lyrics
TGMULA - Ride Low (feat. Dior Dancy & Rando Harris) Lyrics
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Turn me up, R. Chasing some paper daily
Hit that bitch one time, throw her back like I'm Brady
Nigga wanna try, he gon' die, I sent to Grady
Hit the Waffle House, bought the biscuits and gravy
I don't give a f*ck, baby girl, I get wavy
I'm a hard worker, off the za, I get lazy
How you wanna smoke, but? wont cop, nigga, pay me
I've been mixing weed with the drink, nigga, lately
If you want the smoke, get a helmet
It ain't nothing, you can tell me
Picking scraps, saving pennies
Try to stack up for my family
Ho, you shop at JC penny's
This bitch dressing like my nanny
Keep the beef on me like Dennys
Keep the 4-5 in my fanny
So many gold chains around my neck, I can melt it and make a Grammy
So many hoes around the stage, they're throwing socks and bras and panties
So many niggas ask me, what's my method
Nigga, I ain't even plan it
Nigga, I'm the one who f*cking planned it
So much money on me
Man, these bitches thought I was scamming
I got a white girl in the back
Big weight, call her Tammy
Switch up on the Glock
Now my gun is a tranny
Hopped up in that rose gold, baby, come up in it
I done had a butt load of hoes, try to jam me
I done had to get back in my mode, what you saying
Ho, I ain't no fool or no joke, bitch, stop playing
I don't wear a cape, so these hoes, I ain't saying nothing
Ok cool
Maybach, yeah, its black on black it muscle truck the coupe
Hoes coming back-to-back, don't know which one to choose
Bitch, was trying to set me up like I'm Boo-Boo the Fool
She trying to stay and cuddle up, put on your shoes, not in the mood
Drizzle, Drizzle pull out the ticket, she made me pay, that bitch was rude
F*cked up sister in the room, jump out the street, I'm running nude
Tried to tell me about her boyfriend, but I don't know, little dude
I know her sister, though, she would suck me up for a mint chicken, too
Take your bitch on a ride, then I pass it to my bro
Now we in it, like Shaquille O'Neal, I dominate your hoe
Speeding 12, ain't stopping if I crash, then I can just go ghost
Whip a foreign, no Miata, but bitch, I ride low
Www.mooji.org
Hit that bitch one time, throw her back like I'm Brady
Nigga wanna try, he gon' die, I sent to Grady
Hit the Waffle House, bought the biscuits and gravy
I don't give a f*ck, baby girl, I get wavy
I'm a hard worker, off the za, I get lazy
How you wanna smoke, but? wont cop, nigga, pay me
I've been mixing weed with the drink, nigga, lately
If you want the smoke, get a helmet
It ain't nothing, you can tell me
Picking scraps, saving pennies
Try to stack up for my family
Ho, you shop at JC penny's
This bitch dressing like my nanny
Keep the beef on me like Dennys
Keep the 4-5 in my fanny
So many gold chains around my neck, I can melt it and make a Grammy
So many hoes around the stage, they're throwing socks and bras and panties
So many niggas ask me, what's my method
Nigga, I ain't even plan it
Nigga, I'm the one who f*cking planned it
So much money on me
Man, these bitches thought I was scamming
I got a white girl in the back
Big weight, call her Tammy
Switch up on the Glock
Now my gun is a tranny
Hopped up in that rose gold, baby, come up in it
I done had a butt load of hoes, try to jam me
I done had to get back in my mode, what you saying
Ho, I ain't no fool or no joke, bitch, stop playing
I don't wear a cape, so these hoes, I ain't saying nothing
Ok cool
Maybach, yeah, its black on black it muscle truck the coupe
Hoes coming back-to-back, don't know which one to choose
Bitch, was trying to set me up like I'm Boo-Boo the Fool
She trying to stay and cuddle up, put on your shoes, not in the mood
Drizzle, Drizzle pull out the ticket, she made me pay, that bitch was rude
F*cked up sister in the room, jump out the street, I'm running nude
Tried to tell me about her boyfriend, but I don't know, little dude
I know her sister, though, she would suck me up for a mint chicken, too
Take your bitch on a ride, then I pass it to my bro
Now we in it, like Shaquille O'Neal, I dominate your hoe
Speeding 12, ain't stopping if I crash, then I can just go ghost
Whip a foreign, no Miata, but bitch, I ride low
Www.mooji.org
Writer: Taishon Grant, Royce Dancy, Randy Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: TGMULA
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Taishon Grant, Royce Dancy, Randy Harris