Just Ride

Lyrics

[Intro] One, two, three, four, five, six Bae hold on, you push a button for that to come up, baby [Chorus: Kevin Gates] You know I really get it, go ask around the city Hook up on them chickens, girl, don't ask me 'bout no tickets Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) If on the corner stores, we chillin', pour liquor 'fore we sippin' This foreign car's expensive, girl, don't ask me 'bout the ticket Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) [Verse 1: Kevin Gates] Sent shorty in at the corner store Sixty on pump three and a white tee Two Mountain Dew's for these double cups We pourin' up this Texas tea No dark denim, these light seats I put a towel down 'fore your jeans bleed Hit the cellphone, look while you in there Don't forget to grab a pack of Swisher Sweets My money made, that's obsolete I know police is watchin' me Been a long time comin', sold drugs on the corner You could smell the aroma when the doors swing open Base so good, every dope fiend know it Get a free car wash, could be four in the morning Maybe five in the morning on the highway twistin' We rollin' up sticky, she rollin' down windows 'Bout her business in a different way of livin' every day Showin' interest in the difference of opinion, I don't play Booty Club, we pullin' up This whip could parallel-park itself Heat chain protector, motion detectors New car alarm, the car guard itself My partner text me HTD Which to lame people means hard to death [Chorus: Kevin Gates] You know I really get it, go ask around the city Hook up on them chickens, girl, don't ask me 'bout no tickets Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) If on the corner stores, we chillin', pour liquor 'fore we sippin' This foreign car's expensive, girl, don't ask me 'bout the ticket Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) [Verse 2: Curren$y] Highed up, low key Push-button start, no key Ho, roll up, nah on second thought, break them trees up 'Cause I'm not sure that you gon' roll one as cold as me I was shown by G's Forgiatos on my auto it's a car show on my street It's a car show on my lawn and all them cars belong to me I'ma a don, I'ma dog, I'm like drugs on these beats She get high from my rhymes, then she chase it with some E Or, she be chasin' me 'cause I be chasin' cheese Had the drive to buy all the shit I seen in magazines I was five, pictures of Ferrari's and Lamborghini's on my wall Now if I wanna see one, I just step in my garage [Chorus: Kevin Gates] You know I really get it, go ask around the city Hook up on them chickens, girl, don't ask me 'bout no tickets Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) If on the corner stores, we chillin', pour liquor 'fore we sippin' This foreign car's expensive, girl, don't ask me 'bout the ticket Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) [Verse 3: Kevin Gates] For my niggas in the pen, I go hard sometime White and red whip like a Marlboro sign Put my arm on the line, 'nother out-of-state trip God blessed me in and out of eight whips 4 or 5 AM and my eyes stay bent I do not do sleep, but I do blow lamps Alloy rim with the bulletproof tints Say they don't like me, see me, ain't do shit I could think on them, no time for it Mocha round me, he dyin' for it Flood the game, new truck comin' Move a lot of work, don't touch nothin' Bread Winner Mafia fly Most likely to try, run the opposite side What that mean? Just bought me a graveyard I ain't gotta pay y'all when somebody die Pourin' out liquor for my kids, man, I miss 'em Never had a destination, ridin' 'round the city Adrenaline'll build up while I'm listenin' to Twista Aim on your brain, blow your feelings on the fender Think under your chin if I really pull the trigger Everything you thinkin' 'bout to end up on the ceilin' Ridin' with a bitch I DM'd off twitter Hook up on chickens, bitch, is you silly? I am ridiculous [Chorus: Kevin Gates] You know I really get it, go ask around the city Hook up on them chickens, girl, don't ask me 'bout no tickets Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) If on the corner stores, we chillin', pour liquor 'fore we sippin' This foreign car's expensive, girl, don't ask me 'bout the ticket Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day) Just ride (Just ride), just ride (Just ride) (Grindin' tryna get it, I be outchea every day)