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down to ride - summrs lyrics

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[intro slowed]
i think i’m the hottest the sickest up in my f*cking town
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?

[intro]
the blue, ooh, blue
aye man, shoutout my n*gga boofpack
shoutout lil drank man, shoutout the whole bpr
shoutout lil trey man, gang

[verse]
i remember f*cking on a thot right before school
kept the toolie on my side if a n*gga wanna act fu
i ain’t give a f*ck if a n*gga get out of line
toting on that d*mn steal toting on that d*mn iron
ice around my wrist sh*t cost me about five
shoutout socold, in my pockets be them dead guys
draco push a n*gga back, just like a hairline
these b*tches be so coo coo these b*tches so out of line
i don’t got time to waste time
iced out rollie on my wrist can’t tell the d*mn time
this b*tch think that she my b*tch i think she lost her d*mn mind
the wockhardt got me moving slow i think it reverse time
aye, i think it reverse time
glock nine in my bag it have a n*gga sit down
all these n*ggas stupid man all these n*ggas d*mn clowns
if you look inside my bag then you might just find a f*cking ounce
twelve come we gotta f*cking bounce
draco with a silencer that b*tch won’t make a sound
swim inside that water then your ass might just f*cking drown
i think i’m the hottest the sickest up in my f*cking town
[chorus]
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride? aye
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?

[verse 2]
i been f*cking b*tches since i was a jit
i remember on the corner hitting l!cks
got a thirty with a f*cking d*ck
shoutout lil trey he be toting on the stick
if you throw me work i’m a make that sh*t flip
choppa catch his ass, burn his ass hollow tip
when i go to restaurants n*gga i don’t give no tips
i be smoking on the zips, need my motherf*cking chips
she call my phone she ask how i’m doing
i said i’m coolin’ with ben frank
bae i’m sippin’ on that drank
all of my kush bags stank
[chorus]
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?
is you down to ride?

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