Lil Trizi - Ridin Slow Lyrics

Ridin real slow with my windows down low
Blown smoke out my nose
Lookin right past these hoes (these hoes)
Watching out for the po pos (po-pos)
Gettin dough Ridin solo (solo)

Risen from the ash I ash and pass the gas
Pass it back to all my lads we kick it back then kick some ass

I cut my lawn to see the snakes inside the grass
I right my wrongs and plead my case to run my last
That pistol got my back it got my Balmain sagged

Im shooting like I'm hooping like I play for the Jazz
Im Coolin when im booted brains with neurons detached
Money intact
Comin for that bag
Im leaving how I came in in that pussy with a laugh

Leave how I came blow the brain so insane
I'm the mane do the same what they say in their game
I get paid for a day what I say to your face
And I say what I say so I make what I make

And I make what I made so the hoes look my way
And im holding bout eight and Im rollin in bape
Put my chains in the grave and don't speak on my name
I been smokin the Jane I been fading away

Ridin real slow with my windows down low
Blown smoke out my nose
Lookin right past these hoes (these hoes)
Watching out for the po pos (po-pos)
Gettin dough Ridin solo (solo)

Yeah!

Need a halfie get the digi scatty
Wrappin up a baggie
Locked tighter than formula krabby patty
Bricks whiter than bradley Adam and Ashley
Breaking off crumbs like a nature valley

Woah

Spitting something nasty Like a face full of acne
New balances and khakis I throw you in the trash heap
Baggie on the Scatty Run like packs like a trackmeet
Ass is on the fatty She been calling's me daddy

Club on my back like a caddy,
I been carrying these tracks you can't imagine
Kill the beat like an assassin Im about the action
Gucci satin flashin, Fendi Ferragamo fashion

Risen from the ash I ash and pass the gas
Pass it back to all my lads we kick it back then kick some ass

I cut my lawn to see the snakes inside the grass
I right my wrongs and plead my case to run my last
That pistol got my back it got my Balmain sagged

Im shooting like I'm hooping like I play for the Jazz
Im Coolin when im booted brains with neurons detached
Money intact
Comin for that bag
Im leaving how I came in in that pussy with a laugh

Ridin real slow with my windows down low
Blown smoke out my nose
Lookin right past these hoes (these hoes)
Watching out for the po pos (po-pos)
Gettin dough Ridin solo (solo)

Leave how I came blow the brain so insane
I'm the mane do the same what they say in their game
I get paid for a day what I say to your face
And I say what I say so I make what I make

And I make what I make so the hoes look my way
And im holding bout eight and Im rollin in bape
Put my chains in the grave and dont speak on my name
I been smokin the Jane I been fading away