Rider Lyrics

Unexpected

But we on now

Know it's crazy

But we on now

I see you countin' up my money

Know you like that

Hold on

Give me a second

Hit you right back

Every time you with me

You be claiming like you on that

Hold on

I hope you

Really

Really

On that

Cause I can't have no lyin bitches round me

I ain't on that

Been through it

Too many times

I ain't going back

The lifestyle I be living

Know it's different

Do you want that

Tell me

Keep it real

Do you want that

Cause I need a rider

Backseat

Tell me is you gon ride out

Put you in first class

If you gon fly out

Put you in a drop top

Foreign

Now you on now

Neck full of jewelry

Know it's crazy

That we on now

Whole gang tooted' up

Know we gon ride out

Chasin my dreams

No it's crazy

What we on now

Countin' up this money

But I'm all up on my own now

Blue strips

Blue strips

Know I really count that

You spend a day with us

See the life we livin'

Now you want that

LV bag

With a big bag

Talkin straight cash

I know you really want that

The blue strips

All that

We was broke

We ain't going back

One day up in the penthouse

Designer bags

All on our back

All filled with cash

We got the pistol on our hip

Know it's gon blast

Cause I need a rider

Backseat

Tell me is you gon ride out

Or is you playin'

Is you cappin'

Tell me right now

Put you in a first class seat

You could fly out

You gon be first in the lineup

For the tryouts

Or we could hit the court

And we gon see who

Shoot they shot now

You ain't never fuck

With a nigga like me

No I'll fuck you till the morning

All night

Know I'll leave yo ass moanin'

Come ride with me

We ain't leavin' till the mornin'

Show you something different

Leave you cravin'

Leave you wantin' me

You never seen a nigga

Count up so much cash

I know you want that bad

Said you never seen a nigga

Put a hunnid onna dash

In the foreign with the stars

Oh we ridin really fast

With my brothers

In the cars

Know we really

Hit the dash

If it ain't bout a bag

No I ain't tryna hear it

Tryna get these millions

Tryna get these billions

Tryna put my momma in the crib

With a 40ft ceiling

I gotta touch a hunnid thousand

Gotta know the feelin'

I'm tryna put my momma inna crib

Wit millions

I ain't stoppin' this grind

Fell in love with it

I fell in love

With the music now it's

Fuck bitches

No I'm here to stack myriches

Tryna get this money up

I'm tryna go

And count my digits

Cause I need a rider

Backseat

Tell me is you gon ride out

Or is you playin'

Is you cappin'

Tell me right now

Put you in a first class seat

You could fly out

My neck full of jewelry

No it's crazy that we on now

Whole gang tooted' up

Know we gon slide out

Chasin

My

Dreams

Know it's crazy

What we on now

I been counting up this money

But I'm all up on my own now