Ride or Die Lyrics

It's levels to this stuff

You gotta follow up

People don't follow up with things

If you don't follow up

You get f***** up here

Now I'm upset because this nigga

Ain't trying to book me

But I believe I'm beautiful

So f*** his ass, because I'm beautiful

F*** his ass, maybe he got a wife

I didn't ask him, but like fellas I'm beautiful

F*** me, get my number or something

Nigga drove me home

Got me waiting on the summertime

Uh oh, you and I, uh oh

Ride or die (Ride or die)

Got me waiting on the summertime

Uh oh, you and I, uh oh

Ride or die (Ride or die)

Yeah aye, Woah aye, I been sticking

To the plan, woke up feeling like the man

L.A.I.D. Gang I stan, wait wait

I got hits on the way (On the way)

Better listen when I say (Say) uh

Black boys getting paid, ching

Woah Woah, baby girl wanna go

Come here momma let's roll

02 wit the skirt (On-road)

Queen wanna uh, Whitney with the love

Bobby Valentino tell me what ya want

Ohh want me to rush on over

Come closer ride or die baby controller

I got that feel good TeyOh a big mood (Big mood)

Body on soul food, her body on aye yeah

Got me waiting on the summertime

Uh oh, you and I, uh oh

Ride or die (Ride or die) waiting on summer

Got me waiting on the summertime

Uh oh, you and I, uh oh

Ride or die, waiting on summer

That joint its levels to this s****

Man what the f*** did she do

Her license tag blinged out too

I like that type of s***

Her steering wheel blinged out too

You saw that I like that type of stuff