[Hook]
I’m ridin’ round, ridin’ round, ridin’ round wit a lot of dope
Ridin’ round, ridin’ round, ridin’ round wit a lot of dope
Ridin’ round, ridin’ round, ridin’ round wit a lot of dope
I get a lot of dough, ridin’ round wit a lot of dope
(2x)
[Video Verse: eGo]
I’m ridin’ round wit a lot of dope
You ridin’ round wit a lot of dro
My white b**h like white b**h
That mean she snort a lot of blow
I’m sick b**h, but I don’t cough much
New Bentley wagon boss truck
I don’t cost much, I’m lined up
Yo girlfriend, she lying nude
In my bed with great head, and I bet we practice safe s**
My speakers blasting,yeah that hard work is in my tape deck
I’m the motherf**ing man, bro, I can’t be stopped
And my Mike stock dead bruh, they can’t be copped
I say I ridin’ round my side of town
Hotboxing while cops around
My lil’ n***as Savemoney squad
I’ll have them n***as chop you down
My blunt lit, my cup full
I don’t really care bout drunk driving
We’ll shut her down
Me and Leo, we be on Stunt Island
From the city of the Goat, where anybody go
For that n***a go, ball like sco
That’s score b**h, you a whore b**h
My crib got it’s own orbit
I should forfeit? That’s horsesh**
Sick Life so I’ll enforce it, you dumb b**h
My thumbprint what I open my door with
[Hook]
[Verse 1: eGo]
Ridin’ round wit my bad b**h
k**in’ n***as, it’s tragic
And you cash chase, I cash get
Make your girl disappear, its magic
I’mma boss, you a gay man
I be chillin’ in the Caymans
I’m out, lil n***a stay in
I can’t see you in my Ray Bans
I’m on lil man, you off n***a
Don’t ask what it cost n***a
I been on the floss n***a
Ralph Lauren, f** Lacoste n***a
22s on the feet, I skate by
f**in’ old heads up, I’m A.I
But I won’t flop, and I’m gon’ pop
Watch ya girl get low, I stay high
New white Range, but the Chevy nice
Lotta f**in chrome, that’s crazy ice
And its crazy right, that I won’t lose
Pickup game I won’t choose
And I don’t play, if you don’t pay
You’ll see why I’m from four-trey
I’m sick, I’m dope dog
Ion really spit bars, I’m coke dog
From the city of the ‘Go, where anybody go
For that n***a Go, I’ll ball like sco
That’s score b**h, you a whore b**h
My crib got its own orbit
I should forfeit? That’s horsesh**!
Sick Life b**h, I enforce it
You dumb b**h, my thumbprint’s
What I open my door wit
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Chance The Rapper]
Riding around like skrrrttt, driving up on the curb
BB gun to your head, b**h is you scared?
n***as get murked, feelings get hurt
Bink bink bink bink if you think that its sweet
Click clack
Hit licks, hit n***a with a big bat
No simpin’ for me people, where my b**h at?
In the pa**enger seat, with a hand in her kit kat
Kidnap your b**h, put her body in the trunk
Ghost ride the clip, nobody in the park
Put a lucy in the air, and the Saudi in a blunt
Cold body with a cab, but I probably should’ve jumped
Save up, save up, can’t no n***a touch my scrilla
Except for all my brothers and you n***a unfamiliar
[Hook]