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[Intro] (Ayy, what these niggas on, Soulja?) (Gxmini, fuck this shit up) Phew, phew-phew [Chorus] In the mirror, watchin' my eyes roll back These .308s blow yo shit back, ooh, yeah Baby girl, why you lookin' so sad? Just bagged me a bad bitch from Quebec, ooh, yeah My nigga jump off a cliff, yeah, I'm gon' follow bro, yeah Is you a die or a rider? Is you a typer or slider? Bud right in my lungs when I wake up And sometimes it's hard just to get up You got popped in your tummy, can't get up Tired, all of these niggas really can't get rid of me, I'm really up, though I caught a witness, I'm taking his cell Some of my niggas ain't makin' it bail Watch a opp get cooked while I'm making thе kale (Bee) [Verse 1] Young nigga puffin on veggie, I cut a nigga out of my circlе like Eddie No bands on his head, Percs got him already These .45 bullets, they comin' at headies Yeah, young nigga uppin' that thirty Say it on the net, he ain't really get dirty This shit make a nigga dance like Shirley Fuck my old ho, I think she cursed me Moving on too quick, think that it hurt me Just seen a lil' big booty thang, they ain't learn (Yeah) Fuck these zombie ass niggas, they can't deter me (Yeah) [Bridge] (I could see Hollywood burning) Yeah (I could see ATL burning) Yeah, yeah girl All for you Why would you desert me? (I could see Houston burning) I can see Houston burning Broke nigga buying these Birkin's Riding with some heats that's Turkish Ridin' with a Glock that's shirtless (Phew) [Refrain] Ridin' round, huh, huh Ridin' round, huh, huh Ridin' round, huh, huh Ridin' round, huh, huh Ridin' round looking for niggas Ridin' round looking for niggas (Yeah) Ridin' round looking for niggas Ridin' round looking for niggas (Yeah) Ridin' round looking for niggas, yeah Ridin' round looking for niggas, yeah (Yeah) Ridin' round looking for niggas Ridin' round looking for niggas, yeah Ridin' round looking for niggas Ridin' round looking for niggas Ridin' round looking for niggas Ridin' round looking for niggas, yeah (Yeah) Ridin' round (Yeah, yeah) (Yeah) [Chorus] In the mirror, watchin' my eyes roll back These .308s blow yo shit back, ooh, yeah (Blow yo shit back, ooh, yeah) (Blow yo shit back, ooh, yeah) My nigga jump off a cliff, yeah, I'm gon' follow bro, yeah (I'm gon' follow bro, yeah) Bud right in my lungs when I wake up And sometimes it's hard just to get up He got popped in your tummy, can't sit up Tired, all of these niggas really can't get rid of me, I'm really up there I caught a witness, I'm taking his cell Some of my niggas ain't got it for bail Watch a opp get cooked while I'm making the kale [Verse 2] No, he can't hop in the cab Hop in an Uber, we takin' that over We cookin' your block and we shoot just like soldiers Move with the paper on me like a phone book, yeah My niggas fishin' with no hook My ho Medusa, I'll shoot you, boy, don't look Three piece, jugged the nigga right out of his product Go sneak-sneak, I brought the A.R.P. in Dior Yeah, I'm fuckin' that ho Fuckin' that ho 'til her pussy got soaked Dick in her chest, yeah, I'm punchin' her soul New opp, nigga, just copped a new bowl New pack, young nigga, copped a new Gat Glocks out, make a nigga family sad Put your fists up, this not Mike Tyson Sent him so high, a young nigga went hiking Yeah, in the mountains (Yeah) (Fly, yeah) [Bridge] Ridin' with a Glock that's shirtless Uh, uh-huh Uh, huh Uh, huh Uh-uh-huh [Refrain] Ridin-ridin' lookin' for niggas Ridin-ridin' round lookin' for niggas Ridin-ridin' round lookin' for niggas Ridin' round lookin' for niggas Ridin' round lookin' for niggas, yeah Ridin' round lookin' for niggas, yeah Ridin' round lookin' for niggas Ridin' round lookin' for niggas, yeah Ridin' round lookin' for niggas Ridin' round lookin' for niggas (Ridin') Lookin' for niggas (Ridin') Lookin' for niggas, yeah (Ridin')