Shawn Scrilla, DeeBlock - Ride Lyrics

Baby I don’t know if you can ride
What you gone do when they flex and say I lied
What you gone do when that lick hit up yo line
Nigga I don’t know if you can ride
What the fuck you gone do when they up that fye
All I know is hammer on my side
All I know is gotta clear my mind
I’m tryna rubberband the hunnids all the time
And we built this shit from nothing, from the ground
Man these niggas just be flexing for the gram
Like Baxkwood Bloody, put a fuck nigga on cam
I be chillin, kickin shit that’s who I am
Get the pack and tax a nigga, Uncle Sam
I been hit a lick, man I been did the scam
That lil bitch was plottin, kicked her out like Pam
Diamonds water take a swim
I just put the stick on him
Chopper knockin off a limb
Boy you pussy, you a shrimp
A lot of bitches like a pimp
Too much sauce, I got the drip
You can’t rob me I’m too hip
Spend a bag when I’m at Phipps, and I got that Glock in here
And I got that Glock in here
Baby I don’t know if you can ride
What you gone do when they flex and say I lied
What you gone do when that lick hit up yo line
Nigga I don’t know if you can ride
What the fuck you gone do when they up that fye
All I know is hammer on my side
All I know is gotta clear my mind
I’m tryna rubberband the hunnids all the time
Lotta niggas they be hatin on some jealous shit
I be shittin on these niggas need some medicine
I got rich nigga dick i can’t hit every bitch
Yeen gettin no money you a mf embarrassment
Think I ain’t hip I see the fuck shit from a mile away
Charlene won’t take no L fasho somebody gone die today
I know the truth but i’m too playa why lie in my face
All these racks but i still act like we on section 8
Know they prayin everyday I’m not living right
Back to back to back stuffed crust I done missed my flight
She think she finna come and eat this dick and spend the night
But sike, Uber pullin up in 5
Can’t fuck wit you lil shawty cuz I know that you won’t ride
A dime but the friend a dime too I can’t decide
Shit get deeper than these rhymes
I might frown but I won’t cry
I need a Rollie all my niggas doin time (but they fine)
Baby I don’t know if you can ride
What you gone do when they flex and say I lied
What you gone do when that lick hit up yo line
Nigga I don’t know if you can ride
What the fuck you gone do when they up that fye
All I know is hammer on my side
All I know is gotta clear my mind

Baby I don’t know if you can ride
What you gone do when they flex and say I lied
What you gone do when that lick hit up yo line
Nigga I don’t know if you can ride
What the fuck you gone do when they up that fye
All I know is hammer on my side
All I know is gotta clear my mind
I’m tryna rubberband the hunnids all the time
And we built this shit from nothing, from the ground
Man these niggas just be flexing for the gram
Like Baxkwood Bloody, put a fuck nigga on cam
I be chillin, kickin shit that’s who I am
Get the pack and tax a nigga, Uncle Sam
I been hit a lick, man I been did the scam
That lil bitch was plottin, kicked her out like Pam
Diamonds water take a swim
I just put the stick on him
Chopper knockin off a limb
Boy you pussy, you a shrimp
A lot of bitches like a pimp
Too much sauce, I got the drip
You can’t rob me I’m too hip
Spend a bag when I’m at Phipps, and I got that Glock in here
And I got that Glock in here
Baby I don’t know if you can ride
What you gone do when they flex and say I lied
What you gone do when that lick hit up yo line
Nigga I don’t know if you can ride
What the fuck you gone do when they up that fye
All I know is hammer on my side
All I know is gotta clear my mind
I’m tryna rubberband the hunnids all the time
Lotta niggas they be hatin on some jealous shit
I be shittin on these niggas need some medicine
I got rich nigga dick i can’t hit every bitch
Yeen gettin no money you a mf embarrassment
Think I ain’t hip I see the fuck shit from a mile away
Charlene won’t take no L fasho somebody gone die today
I know the truth but i’m too playa why lie in my face
All these racks but i still act like we on section 8
Know they prayin everyday I’m not living right
Back to back to back stuffed crust I done missed my flight
She think she finna come and eat this dick and spend the night
But sike, Uber pullin up in 5
Can’t fuck wit you lil shawty cuz I know that you won’t ride
A dime but the friend a dime too I can’t decide
Shit get deeper than these rhymes
I might frown but I won’t cry
I need a Rollie all my niggas doin time (but they fine)
Baby I don’t know if you can ride
What you gone do when they flex and say I lied
What you gone do when that lick hit up yo line
Nigga I don’t know if you can ride
What the fuck you gone do when they up that fye
All I know is hammer on my side
All I know is gotta clear my mind