Ride 4 Me
Lil Zay Osama feat. Jackboy
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JTK
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What's up?
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, hope you down 'bout that shit
I wanna know, is you ridin' with me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, hope you down for that shit
I wanna know, is you ridin' for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Pop your shit in anywhere, the clique to put a bitch together
Don't judge me, treat me better
If you love me, show me, don't tell me
I wanna know, is you ridin' for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
I never felt this way ever, I feel it, it's somethin' special
Studio, on the phone with you, can't even finish my sentence
Just treat my kids like they daddy, my baby mama the devil
Ain't no pressure 'bout no bitch, know my lil' boys is whatever
Baby, I be in the mix, I'm thuggin', flippin' that shit
Two Dracos and a stick, everybody bound to get hit
Would you be on the side of me?
Put your life on the line for me?
Quick to do a nigga bad, every week, I get new bags
Double R, I'm pressin' gas, I ride this bitch with no class
Don't let them get on the side of me
Show me you ridin' so I can see
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, hope you down 'bout that shit
I wanna know, is you ridin' with me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, hope you down for that shit
I wanna know, is you ridin' for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Pop your shit in anywhere, the clique to put a bitch together
Don't judge me, treat me better
If you love me, show me, don't tell me
I wanna know, is you ridin' for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
She fallin' for a stepper, takin' chances with Berettas
Big Glock in her purse gon' hold me down, ain't gotta tell her
In and out the bank, you would've thought I was a scammer
All these hundreds on me, would've thought I robbed the teller
I got monsters on my sweater, Fendi
Drip designer, never dingy
Bought a clip, extended blicky
Never lack, I keep it with me
Just like my gun, she right there by me
We in the bricks, nowhere to find me
I came from shit, got rich from rhymin'
Dripped in Dior, top dollar signin'
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, hope you down 'bout that shit
I wanna know, is you ridin' with me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, hope you down for that shit
I wanna know, is you ridin' for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Pop your shit in anywhere, the clique to put a bitch together
Don't judge me, treat me better
If you love me, show me, don't tell me
I wanna know, is you ridin' for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?