Long Ride II

Lyrics

[Intro] (Frontline shit) FastMoneyBoyz (Good lookin', Dnell) Yeah [Verse] Bitch, I do it for the trenches, I ain't like none of these niggas I catch flights for a living, drop big ice on these niggas Sell a hundred for the bail, now I'm for the bookbag Five thousand for the glasses (Nigga, I can't look back) Doin' donuts in the 'Vette, I just spinned that 'Cat Hit the club totin' that bitch, nitro comin' out the back Drop the top on that bitch and show these diamonds on my neck I told her, "Baby, give me neck", said this dick was some respect They used to say I sound like Eddies, now these niggas sound like me So tell me how I'm 'posed to feel? Boy, this shit confusing me Bitch, I got it out the mud, I ain't have to bite nothin' Bitch, this shit come off the dome, I ain't gotta write nothin' Nigga ain't gon' shake nothin', nigga ain't gon' take nothin' Two cars, four choppers, we'd let off eight hundred Nigga, I just left Cali with some 'bows, ain't pay nothin' Jocarelli puttin' the hoes out the pad that ain't fuckin' Caught one to the back, nigga, I ain't feel nothin' Go nowhere without my strap, nigga, I'ma kill somethin' I can't speak for everybody, bitch, but I got real hundreds I got big money, get-you-hit money Made your bitch sit in the corner, told her, "Count this shit for me" Organize the check for me, she know I'm the big homie She been lookin' all her life, she ain't met a boss yet Cool pull up in that black-on-black Porsche on offsets Told the plug about the move to LA, so what's next? He introduced me to the grower, now I'm pickin' out my packs White bitch transporting, she be bringing in my racks No, I'm lyin', bitch, I'm Don, everything I spit be facts You be out West, bitch, you lyin', I ain't sent you out there yet I told Matt I just touched down, bitch, I'm at the LAX Pull up smellin' like a pound, hoppin' out the CLS Tatay with me hittin' sales, we just left the CVS My white kit cost a bale, everything VVS .223 hit hit chests, nigga can't catch his breath Landmine sittin' in my front yard, watch your step 'Fore a nigga try to run in my spot, he gon' blow up Bro bro just caught an opp, we gon' pour up This a celebration 'round this bitch, we 'bout to go up Bitch sayin' she don't suck dick, she need to grow up I need a freaky bitch that's gon' suck it 'til she throw up, uh (Ooh) [Outro] (Frontline shit) (Good lookin', Dnell)