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ride - daboii lyrics

[intro]
n*ggas always talking ’bout they riding n*gga
back against the muf*ckin wall n*gga you talking ’bout you ridin’ n*gga
show me you ridin’ then n*gga
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout what n*ggas talkin’ ’bout n*gga
actions speak way louder than words n*gga
show me somethin’ n*gga
n*ggas always talking ’bout they riding n*gga
show me somethin’

[verse 1]
i can give a f*ck what n*ggas sayin, they never saying much
hope they don’t try and slide in something nice we gon’ spray it up
these drugs barely got me in my zone, guess i ain’t take enough
naw i can’t fit in wit’ none of you n*ggas, i ain’t fake enough
and i don’t care if my opps stare, we brought the pistol in
my brodie seen a bad b*tch in the club, got to whistlin’
how the f*ck your brodie got the ball but hе ain’t dishing it?
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, to the neck, i’m on some diffеrent sh*t
talking like you tough then we gon’ give him what the snitches get
crazy how i get paid to talk my sh*t ain’t gotta whip a wrist
that semi*automatic turn auto when i hit the switch
if brodie bro was up a million bodies, b*tch he innocent
you going back and forth with the b*tch up on some tennis sh*t
n*gga what you pouring up is yellow, why you sipping it?
can’t escape your past and once a b*tch then b*tch you still a b*tch
and only in these lil’ n*ggas raps, when they be k!lling sh*t b*tch
[chorus]
n*gga saying he gon’ ride, n*gga ride then
ooh i love that g27 that’s my right hand
n*gga asked, “who the f*ck daboii?” n*gga i am
a young wild n*gga wit’ more money than a white man
tell me what’s your price, is they cheap? i’ma buy it
we’ll up poles in this b*tch, start a riot
and naw i can’t sleep i got demons that i’m fighting
i got the drake passenger, on the road with no license (on the gang)

[verse 2]
n*gga saying he gon’ ride, let your ashes talk
i remember i had no whip and n*ggas had to walk
you coulda had your little chain, but you had to floss
i’m hard body to the bone, i’m never acting soft
she gon’ bounce that sh*t the way i like it, bae i love it
no security, just me and glocky up in public
i just had a son and i can’t wait to hear him cussing
n*gga i ain’t even trying, this sh*t is nothing
b*tch i’m in the booth, why is you calling? b*tch you buzzing
they thought i was a genie, i turned nothing into something
i try to tell my youngin’ go to school, that n*gga thuggin’
i can’t even tell who’s shooting, whip out strap and get to busting
when you getting money everybody is your cousin
i don’t give a f*ck if i was down, lil’ b*tch i wasn’t
these sh*lls’ll leave a hole up in his head, he a pumpkin
n*gga f*ck you and everybody that you run with, b*tch
[chorus]
n*gga saying he gon’ ride, n*gga ride then
ooh i love that g27 that’s my right hand
n*gga asked, “who the f*ck daboii?” n*gga i am
a young wild n*gga wit’ more money than a white man
tell me what’s your price, is they cheap? i’ma buy it
we’ll up poles in this b*tch, start a riot
and naw i can’t sleep i got demons that i’m fighting
i got the drake passenger, on the road with no license
on the gang

- daboii lyrics

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