Ride (feat. Ardo)

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Geechi Liberaće

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(Hann)
Montana
Word, around, town (hann)
Aye, this that shit you ride to
Drop top roof off
Gotta bad model chick on the side
Passenger seat
Riding through ya’ hood
Every time you see a nigga
Just stunt nigga
Just stunt nigga
I pull up in the whip
They wanna’ know who this
Got money on the wrist
My hustle money did this
Living too large for a young kid
Old minded, my intelligence is advanced
I learned the system for my self, quadruple what I spend
Allowance wasn't staying in my hand
Now this money lowering my pants
Now this money lowering my pants
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Tryna bring my fucking name on the rise
Even on the cloudy days when the sun don't shine
I’m confident my line is worth every dime
The value of my verses I should probably do some time
Every line isolated, defendant sentenced for life
Questioning could my foes even handle twenty five
I’m just getting started, a nigga barely touched his prime
It’s more than just a catchy one, two, three bump & rhyme
Patience is a virtue that I shy away from knowing every second is my time
Niggas tryna get low, but my words be the bullet penetrating
Reload the clip, hit another nigga with the whole nine
Even with those goggles, couldn’t even see my light
Don’t try to friend me up, Cause a nigga got clout, I’m looking real bright
You ain’t getting much attention, like three am shows from nick at nite
Gotta hit the billboard, support system need a incline
In the game now, i’ma be the problem, no solution, niggas sales hitting decline
Second chance? nigga we don't do overs
This the future fast forward, no rewinds
I’m all talk, till I gotta repeat this line
Nigga this my future please fast forward
This my grind
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Dope dealing killing for the millions
Start bumping shit, just like project ceilings
Wheels peeling burning out
Can’t keep my finger down
I’m the hottest one around, ain't a hospital in town that could fix me up
I'm a thug in the six speed up
Only thing that I love, is the drugs in the trunk of my truck
Hotline bling for the bucks of my cut
Cause it stings when you stuck in the gut
But I'm popping out
Ain’t no talking when they see me come around on the corner
Pull a parking out worth about a hunnid thou
Catching bodies, y’all should just arrest my style, living younging, wild on
New York City never sleeps
Had a dollar & a dream
So I hustle like a beast of a leash in the streets
When I eat, it’s a feast
Only beef for the cheese
For the bread you get pressed like a crease
It’s the best when you rest with a piece
I be riding for the team
Molly, white dope & some lean for the fiends on scene
Two gs for the jeans, but this Gucci gotta beam in between
From the g to the east & the x back to queens
Outty repping Audi
And I get love overseas, so don’t f*ck with me
Get your face heat stamped on a tee
You're a plastic bag eighth, that’s a eulogy
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Had to let Em’ know what’s up
A-money on the come up
Cause I’m what you look up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Letting niggas know what’s up
Liberaće on the come up
Cause I'm what you look up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Had to let em’ know what’s up
A-money on the come up
Got G-Skully, get your numbers up (hann)
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Ain't, ain't this what you ride too
Had to let em’ know what’s up
I don’t give a f*ck, bout' to blow six summers up (hann)

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