Ride Slow

Lyrics

[Chorus: T.Y.] If you grind, and I grind Maybe we could come up on a mil from both sides If you ride, and I ride We could finesse 'em and kill his ass from both sides [Verse 1] We score together, we blow together It's going down behind mines it's 'bout whatever I got killas on my team, you niggas want beef Young hittas holding the streets, why they call us GC's Boom blow with the chopper he jocking me on the scene T.Y. Calvin and Juve they sliding behind me If you buy, I cook it, cut it, you sell it We gon' get money you ready? Four pound sliding in a box Chevy, four Glocks ready Me and gang ready nigga trip it's messy, that's confetti Don't do the repping, fuck the police I'm my own protection I been arrested I ain't goin' back that's on the session I'm full of herb, I don't fuck with you 'cause you a bitch Yo' big homie a snitch, Lil Roc cud get both of you niggas hit Coke, dope or smoke, bag it sell it want more Feds been on my nuts like the tongue on yo' hoe [Chorus: T.Y.] If you grind, and I grind Maybe we could come up on a mil from both sides If you ride, and I ride We could finesse 'em and kill his ass from both sides [Verse 2] For all the GC's I spend Forever take 10 never will I bring a friend If you considered fam then it's that way till the end Never will I turn my back in other words never spin Ten toes down nigga when it goes down nigga Spinning on 'em, squeezin' on them four pounds nigga Digital dirty gun barrel smoking nigga locin' I'm bustin' 'em down, bustin' 'em open for the tokens Nigga know me, certified on the lowkey Solo dolo no codeine 'cause OG's told me they phony Do my dirt by my lonely my niggas tweaking they want 'em Alibi shit together no we was in California [Chorus: T.Y.] If you grind, and I grind Maybe we could come up on a mil from both sides If you ride, and I ride We could finesse 'em and kill his ass from both sides [Verse 3: T.Y.] 1979 Malibu first low rider in my life Then came an '83 Monte black and white inside Muscles cars took me under now that's all I want ride When I'm in the street, always fallin' off in the zone I promised that I was gon' fuck you good and leave you alone That's what I had to do, known for murdering microphones They tried to drown the kid, but they wave wasn't that strong Shame on 'em fools, dare you go against me nigga I had 'em sharks swim up on you and eat you for dinner A Lochness Monster in that water, come see how I'm livin' Take you off to the deep end and you'll be never found, gone [Chorus: T.Y.] If you grind, and I grind Maybe we could come up on a mil from both sides If you ride, and I ride We could finesse 'em and kill his ass from both sides