Riding

Lyrics

[Chorus: Chris Rivers] Cyphing on some trees yo, riding with my G's though Made it out the gutter with a dollar and a dream ho [?] with the feends though, [?] Made it out the gutter with a dollar and a dream though [Verse 1: Chris Rivers] Backpack, [?] with some fat tracks Grab back [?] Fat raps with a fat ass, smack that Hit her from the back while I Snapchat [?] Natural born asshole Tryna get better, but the cash flow Make a nigga [?] like it's [?] And I just wanna see my pops when he pass though But that's cool, gotta act a fool Gotta work hard, ain't going back to school Now I'm with a car, and a yacht and a pool Call me John Wilx, going hard in the Booth Gotta [?] [Chorus: Chris Rivers] Cyphing on some trees yo, riding with my G's though Made it out the gutter with a dollar and a dream ho [?] with the feends though, [?] Made it out the gutter with a dollar and a dream though [Verse 2: Jarren Benton] Ride around with my G's Middle fingers up to police They hate you so much, Kelis Get the fuck off my dick, let me breathe [?] Head right, make a nigga buy a Berkin bag Roli on the block, still serving crack Baby mama bout to make me have a heart attack Bitch, damb [?] Who the fuck that nigga? I want all of that Take a picture, motherfucker get an autograph Chainsaw blade [?] Murder murder kill kill Chopper make a nigga do a windmill Getting head in the whip, nigga swerving in the bitch, hit the break and bitch going through the windshield Head on colision [?] These feds turning niggas into [?] made them go to prison Liquor hit my liver, rabbits turn into chicken dinners No retreat, no surrender Kill [?] [?] Sean P [?] doing laundry Cold in the summertime, [?] [?] [?] like I'm Tina Marie Fuck anybody that's sleeping on me Bout to ride on them hoes, it's just me and my G's [Chorus: Chris Rivers] Cyphing on some trees yo, riding with my G's though Made it out the gutter with a dollar and a dream ho [?] with the feends though, [?] Made it out the gutter with a dollar and a dream though