Lyrics:
I Feel like I’m picachu I’m sparkin shit (Let’s get it poppin)
Ain’t no drive by bitch we Parkin it (Parkin it)
Hop out on a n***a if barkin shit
me when we not sober
And she got dreams of a Matte Rover
Windows all blacked out, wanna be a racked out shawty
Like a 12 gauge niggas tryna catch
skully, black khakis
Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this
Nigga must've been meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me
They left me to die, the voices brought me back bitch
Poppin’ pills and driving, got my son in the back bitch
I can tell by how he said it he won’t
haters with these tweezers
Got no time to play them games
Nothing's familiar everything's strange
Roll with a 9 and a 12 gauge
Ready to pump a niggas
to lose your house if you don't get a raise
Just stay close to goin to work with the 12 gauge
You you see a new millennium
But feel like your in
And J, he got the gauges, they cocked and ready
Make me run up in ya places and pop ya daddy
Got them bricks rocked and heavy, let it be known
I cook it
get me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh
go
Always on the verge of
maximum over load
Life is a roller-coaster
Be ready for the ride
Relax your mind
Here we go another try
Let me take
jails
In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black hell
Do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a 12 gauge pump for
and drugs
Too many girls getting pregnant by wanna be thugs
Cant pay the child support let alone the hugs
Shit only thing the kid gets is probably a hug
I
hitched
Engage my ride for the metal put the pedal
Set my shows on the map they finna backpedal
Set ready
Gauge heavy
Growing stacks
Runnin' sweaty
shit get banged (what?)
Where I'm from, chat shit, let a 12 gauge rip
Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (hand)
I don't mix with the glitz
Where I'm from, chat shit get banged (what?)
Where I'm from, chat shit, let a 12 gauge rip
Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (hand)
I don't mix
on the ride got these fuckers upset
(set) rims sittin' high, so I ride upset
6 12's in the trunk, 4 screen's in the deck
(deck) i said I ride with a towel
Cause
ass by the hair and drug her out the window
Pushed out the car while I fired up the Indo
So watch out, fool, don't let me catch ya slippin
I'll be
Wig split got another one hit
never came so ruthless with this shit
I Packed the bag with so much rounds
I'm ready to enter in equipped
Neva let me
Swerving, sliding, riding, thriving
Ride by 12 while hotboxing it
Rich as fuck like Kendall, Kylie
Burberry backpack my bitch got me
Ride or die like Kawasaki
G O D God’s work Let’s do this
If you wanna battle member I am Gods general
12 gauge boom, blap knock you of your pedestal
Streezy on the fleezy
you're a sleeper
But I'ma be my little brother's keeper
Put him in the spot, let him clock notch
Tryin to keep him safe from the 9s and the 12-gauge
Hit'em up shoot'em up bang bang
Where I from? M.A.D Gang land
I'm in the block selling crack let my pants hang
Front on me chickything leave your
jails
In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black hell
Do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a 12 gauge pump for
like carryout
Joccboy, hot shit out the 12 gauge
If a nigga want fame, get the front page
Let that boy get the beats like he just plays
We don't shoot
Hook
1. Let's ride, ride tonight, We gon take a ride tonight
2. Let's ride tonight, we gon ride tonight
3. We gon ride tonight, (Aye Aye) C'mon
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