Ride Lyrics

I can take you bloodsuckers to the east coast

East coast west coast where the heat go

I can take you on a ride how beat flow

I ain't, I ain't never hit the pre roll

Where the free throw

Where the cash and the money for the peak tho

I ain't never been a fiend for the tea tho

But I been sipping like the queen in my peacoat

I got secrets Imma take em to the grave

I got leeches getting hung up on my name

Fuck the cash and I ain't in it for the fame

All these other bloodsuckers they been playing all the games

Like a leech in a swamp they gon suck the pain

They say fuck it Imma let the reputation hang

I'm an animal that nobody can ever tame

That's a dream I ain't fronting, let me wear a chain

This a vibe song

This ain't nothing but them truth over the drums songs

This the type of shit I been really tryna ride on

This the type of shit my homies getting high on

I never fucked with a clout fiend

Bite my lip I been tryna keep my mouth clean

Might be slipping when I'm sipping with the home team

Dollar bills chrun the butter straight into cream

Cash moves everything around me, boasting

I been running tom Hanks tryna catch me, I'm rolling

Call me Frank junior and never Frank Ocean

Bubba Gump shrimp got me bringing in the motions

Suck the blood out my veins

Take the raps out my mouth

Make me come out my cage

Imma show you what I got

Imma tell you what I lost

It's been tough not to rage

Imma leave you to rot

To be left with my thoughts

That's a dangerous place

I been used my raps

To expose those who cap

Get the fuck out my way

I can take you bloodsuckers to the east coast

East coast west coast where the heat go

I can take you on a ride how beat flow

I ain't, I ain't never hit the pre roll

Where the free throw

Where the cash and the money for the peak tho

I ain't never been a fiend for the tea tho

But I been sipping like the queen in my peacoat

My rhyme style be the illest you feel

I rhyme tight and and I spit from gut cause it's real

I mean like

You try hard but you losing the deal and I ain't doing this again man I got feelings ya feel

My raps filled with the hook and verse

But I got friends who out here never ever hearing the words

I mean like

My bags filled with the bones in the herse

That shit be heavy when I move through life and through work

Fuck a 808 imma play it on my own bass

Imma move it Imma groove it at my own pace

Fuck the rules Imma put you in your own place

There asking where the album I told yo ass it's on the way

Fuck a 808 imma play it on my own bass

Imma move it Imma groove it at my own pace

Fuck the rules Imma put you in your own place

There asking where the album I told yo ass it's on the way

I can take you bloodsuckers to the east coast

East coast west coast where the heat go

I can take you on a ride how beat flow

I ain't, I ain't never hit the pre roll

Where the free throw

Where the cash and the money for the peak tho

I ain't never been a fiend for the tea tho

But I been sipping like the queen in my peacoat