Ridin Rollin ft. 94fatso Lyrics

Uptown nigga, Soulja Livin' Tru

Got you

Ridin', rollin', smokin', dopin

Sober, jostin', fiends, they want it

They on it, they want it

Blowin' dough and go get more and already knowing, ain't no closin

We open, ain't no closin

For them dope fiends, bitch, I'm on the corner

Off the dope funds, bitch, I'm on the come up

You like to walk, then I suggest that you don't run up

All this YSL, nigga, like I'm gunna

On baby in my hood, bitch, I'm stunna

I don't care if she important, I don't want her

Serve a couple junkies, then I fire my blunt up

Heard a nigga name, all the cluckers turn up

First day out, and you know I'm back at it

If you having trap problems, better do your mathematics

I was strong on the pills, fucking with this crack addict

But I had to cut her off, she had real bad habits

Ridin', rollin', smokin', dopin

Sober, jostin', fiends, they want it

They on it, they want it

Blowin' dough and go get more and already knowing, ain't no closin

We open, ain't no closin'

Two days, no sleep

Only riding with a F and N, dare you try to rob me

Glock hit like a steel toe, timbaland

If he tryna stop me lap his ass, catch his ass, walking out them apartments

Hopping out cars, send him to the stars

Glock with a button, push it to start

It blows shit apart, it blows shit away

If it get to play, we doing a race

Put him on the chase, I'm banking with Chase

I'm running some plays, then I'm back in my safe

Aye, pass me the switch, bet I won't graze

Aye, we take his chips, then he gon' lay

Aye, I get my lick back in a day

Send his bitch back with a stain

Got big missiles like Ukraine

Ridin', rollin', smokin', dopin

Sober, jostin', fiends, they want it

They on it, they want it

Blowin' dough and go get more and already knowing, ain't no closin

We open, ain't no closin