ride high - the neverending mixtape lyrics
[hook: wolfman longarm]
she gon’ pull me in, real closely
hometown honey, ripped jeans and a nose ring
dance floor diva, she gon’ make it real toasty
paparazzi focused on her, she ain’t even posing
that’s facts
chewing bubblegum while she thumbing through her stacks
she spent a little cash but she made it right back
seen her in the gym, she was working on her abs
[verse 1: wolfman longarm]
benadryl sh*t
i’m on my benadryl sh*t
i’m a full grown man
and to me you just an itch
i been plotting all this sh*t
since at least grade six
give papa bear d*ck
needs hot porridge
that’s a lil wayne rip
big bad wolf don’t miss
looking for little red
you’d think i was a crip
looking down on the haters like i ain’t with that sh*t
looking up at the charts like yeah that’s it
[verse 2: trip c]
coming straight of of the west end, don’t be disrespecting
homies got that tekken
we ain’t street fighting with your b*tch ass
i’m rich as a b*tch, but this b*tch dead broke
gotta scam just to live
i’m the top dog
try to pop off then we knocking off your lid
got the grip with the trigger looking thinner than your wig
i’m the goat, they know the flow is hard to go with
popping pills until i feel i’m floating
i got woadies, i got homies that could come through
fully loaded, we can tote it if you want to
so what you want do
next move, next move, yeah it’s on you
yeah it’s on you
[hook: wolfman longarm]
she gon’ pull me in, real closely
hometown honey, ripped jeans and a nose ring
dance floor diva, she gon’ make it real toasty
paparazzi focused on her, she ain’t even posing
that’s facts
chewing bubblegum while she thumbing through her stacks
she spent a little cash but she made it right back
seen her in the gym, she was working on her abs
[verse 3: unodeuce]
this a sl!ck high tide
waves crashing how i’m flowing
this a hit, man
feel like an assassin how it’s going
hunger games raps
feeling like i’m katniss with a flow and arrow
over 21 but i’m a savage in the moment
i’ma hat trick, pull bunny rabbits up out like magic
don’t pass it, i feel like magic
but not as passive
like shaq did, i break the backboard
no hulk i’m smashing
i’m chance with this acid rap sh*t
not like his last sh*t
a simpler way of doing’ it’s never been done
i got 101 dalmatians and a flow for each one
i got a cruella scheme
a demon or deville never could
i got a coupe de ville hoopty too
you’d probably k!ll for the hood
if this a thrill like it should be
then i’d get meagan good
and i would be k!lling that p*ssy
she compliment on my wood
she’d probably let me up in her mansion
and i’d eat all her pudding
you would do this if you could be
but you probably couldn’t
[verse 4: slbls]
tone switch up, i’m done being the same
flow different, got to get a taste of the change
to grow is the only way to value a day
so won’t give up until my body lies in a grave
like an addict to novelty, i keep adding the quality
automatically slaughter beats, i’m an adamant prodigy
little arrogant, got to be
all these parrots are wannabes
it’s apparent that’s all they’ll be
they keep airing their laundry
quit it, karen, you’re such a downer
who cares about mumbling
bringing experimental lyricism
between each ear is prison
it’s bars in my cerebellum
a serious felon because i’m charged with the words i’m telling
i’ve had enough of these weak cards that dealer’s dealing
i count ’em once and then bleed hearts, which is how i’m feeling
the shark in the dark who’s got the jaw for some nemo k!lling
it’s batter up and then swing hard at my fear of failing
that’s the pitch
i’m at it until i’m pro or i don’t exist
the glove is gold and, d*mn, it fits
i feel at home when i go to spit
no staying low, i’m climbing lists
rap is my gift, but i don’t bow
i’ll never quit, this is my zone
there’s not a soul that can top or fit
my spot cause i found my niche
i’m a dime to these dollar cents
writing hits with pen ease
check the expense sheet
it’s change made when spence speaks
a quarter of you is a tenth me
don’t tempt me
[hook: wolfman longarm]
she gon’ pull me in, real closely
hometown honey, ripped jeans and a nose ring
dance floor diva, she gon’ make it real toasty
paparazzi focused on her, she ain’t even posing
that’s facts
chewing bubblegum while she thumbing through her stacks
she spent a little cash but she made it right back
seen her in the gym, she was working on her abs
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