Ride or Die Lyrics

I pour two cups for my dead homies Bigger two-pack, that's my dead homies

I got a string for my cup For my dead homies in the streets

I bet you had a six deep underclock Straight up for my dead homies

Bigger two-pack, yeah I come back I bring it right back

I told you I'll be back I'm the best and the best in the game

I hustle with my fame G-man G, I'm the king from the south

I need a new grip, need some of my kingdom I just hold my nigga freedom

Rich man from the rooftop I used to work in the car wash

I put it on the mixtape Goddamn girl, she sick, she straight

I just need somebody to love me Relationship not my best things

I hate me, you won't love me I look dead in the eyes

But my red eyes matter a lot I look dead in the eyes

But my red eyes matter a lot I'm still spittin

Be on my side, boy, leave me Number one in this room

I got a string for my cup For my dead homies in the streets

I bet you had a six deep underclock Straight up for my dead homies

Bigger two-pack, yeah I come back I bring it right back

I told you I'll be back