Ride Wit Me Songtext
von Robb Bank$

Yuh (Rich Gang)

Rainin′ and it's pourin′ (yuh)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh-yuh)
Birds be flyin', soarin'
Ay, ay, ay (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Absolute that′s law (you dig)
I command a army (you dig)
Femto, King of Longing

Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (ay, ay, ay)
Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (ay, ay, ay)
Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (SSET, ay, ay, SSET)
Slide on ′em niggas, slide on 'em niggas (ah!)


Forgiatos came on a sprinter van, do the race
Magic School Bus, turn to groupie lust, POV
Leave her flower gang, I′ma throw it up, no bouquet (ya digg?)
Still take the mollys, jaws lock like a diamond in a safe
I had to shine on 'em, Sean John, uh, uh
Big SSET, whip it out the ball, uh, uh (cook up, cook up, cook up)
Lil mama soaked with lip gloss, uh, uh (fuck nigga)
Big thick bitch on the pole, uh, uh

Told that bitch to stop playin′, come closer (ya digg?)
I'ma put my finger in her, test the water (eh)
Got pH balance, pounds half, tight rubber (yuh, yuh)
Ate her out on Christmas, my teeth colder than my shoulder (uh)
Lamborghini drag (ya digg?), God Hand bag (ya dig?)
Mashin′ on the gas (yeah), throw the SSET up when I pass (SSET)
Gave these niggas breath (ah), drippin' mix match (yuh)
Wok, Tech, pop, uh, what you call that? Ay (yuh yuh yuh yuh)

(Rich Gang) rainin', and it′s pourin′ (yuh)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh)
Birds be flyin', soarin′ (yuh)
Ay, ay, ay (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Bad and broken-hearted (yuh)
She call me 2PhoneShawty (brr)
Is you nice or naughty?

Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (ay, ay, ay)
Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (ay, ay, ay)
Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (ay, ay, ay)
Slide on 'em niggas, slide on ′em niggas (ay, ay, ay)


Hublot watch, it's diamonds ′round it
How the money machine be soundin'
Nigga, you know you ain't even ′bout it
9 on me, but he ain′t even childish (you dig)
Throw a smoke bomb down your van
Fonem cappin' your shit with a tan
Bitch, we been crossed the fence
So there ain′t no extendo

Ice on me
Wait 'til these hos and these folks see the lights on me
Aye, a smooth car (skrrt)
Drive slow ′cause I got this pipe on me, ay (skrrt)
Got trips on me
How that ho had a night? Got strips on me
She put her lips on me
I flame up a blunt and smoke on it

Nigga, you don't want it
Sneak diss us, we gon′ make you choke on it (facts)
You better run fast, faster than Usain Bolt, homie
Two liter, filled that bitch with eight plus four, brodie
Put it in sport, brodie (skrrt)
This bitch ain't pass faster than a roadrunner, ay (yuh, yuh, yuh)

Rainin' and it′s pourin′ (you dig)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh)
Birds be flyin', soarin′
Ay, ay, ay
Bad and broken-hearted (yuh)
She call me 2PhoneShawty (brr)
Is you nice or naughty?

Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (ay, ay, ay)
Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (ay, ay, ay)
Ride with my niggas, ride with my niggas (ay, ay, ay)
Slide on 'em niggas, slide on ′em niggas (ay, ay, ay)

You dig, dig?
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, you dig?
Skrrt it down for him, ay, ay
Score the ground for him, score the ground for him, ay, ay
Freak hos, uh-huh, freak ho
Bouncin', make yo
Uh, huh, huh, huh
SSET, SSET