Ride Out lyrics

by

NLE Choppa


[Intro]
Woo, woo, woo
Know what goin' on cuh
Grape street crip sh*t
What I say?
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Pu-Pu-Put on a ski, you won't recognize
Put that cash on his head he a dead guy
Shoot him in the head, that's a bullseye
Yeah, her pus*y good and her head fire
Yeah, I'm on a Perc it's for my sex drive
Put the Glock to his face, leave him cross-eyed
He was barkin', so you know his dawg died
b*tch, I'm only sixteen with mob ties
I send a hit and then my n*gga go fetch
Hunnid some shots when I let off this TEC
He was gaspin' for air, 'cause I shot at his neck
And you can't come on this boat these guns on deck
pus*y ass n*gga he ain't never did a murder
B-B-Bullets make him drop like a n*gga was a [?]
P-P-Put him in the ground 'cause a n*gga finna dirt him
I-I-I ain't goin' lie I ain't even wanna hurt him
Every single one of my gun got extension
Let a n*gga know if a n*gga got tension
Tryin' to rob me? I'ma get a life sentence
I'ma shoot this b*tch 'til that mother f*cker finished
I need me a Perc' with a Xan'
D-D-D-Damn, I feel like a junkie
n*gga wanna joke, I don't see sh*t funny
Pull up broad day, I'ma shoot at your mommy
Brrr, slide all night 'til it's sunny
Wipe a n*gga nose like he had snot running
Drac' start kickin' like a n*gga playing Fifa
Earned my stripes, like a n*gga was Adidas
Sick with the sh*t, like a n*gga had a Z
F-F-Four, five shots when I'm in the two-seater
Yeah, what is yo' set?
Diss on the C, I'ma put you to rest
Finger f*cked the K, my gun molest
I was in school with the gun on my desk, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Slide on who? I'ma ride out
I'ma pull up to a n*gga hideout
Mommas cryin' when a young n*gga die now
Domino effect, we gon' knock 'em all down
Thirty shots when I let off the four-pound
They gon' run when they hear them gun sounds

[Verse 2]
Yeah, b*tch I be rappin' and steppin'
Pray to the lord like a n*gga a [?]
P-P-P-Pull up and shoot like a n*gga was ready
Don't talk to the cops, but your n*ggas, they tellin'
Tell all of my opps, I'ma shoot 'em all
I'ma pop a n*gga, like a Adderall
Headshot bullets goin' through his jaw
Rob a n*gga and leave him with sh*tty drawers
A-A-AK or the Drac', what I'ma tote?
Bullets in his throat, like a root beer float
Wipe a n*gga clean, like I had a bar of soap
B-B-B-b*tch, I'm a demon and I'm mixed with a choke
Choppa on the new wave, Choppa got a new flow
Hit 'em with the .40, leave 'em on the floor
I'ma stretch a n*gga, like a yo-yo
Hit 'em with a headshot and we can call that a low blow, yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
I'm hotter than lava, my n*gga
I hang with the robbers and killers
I hang with drug dealers
But I'm makin' six figures, yeah

[Chorus]
Slide on who? I'ma ride out
I'ma pull up to a n*gga hideout
Mommas cryin' when a young n*gga die now
Domino effect, we gon' knock 'em all down
30 shots when I let off the four-pound
They gon' run when they hear them gun sounds
Slide on who? I'ma ride out
I'ma pull up to a n*gga hideout
Mommas cryin' when a young n*gga die now
Domino effect, we gon' knock 'em all down
30 shots when I let off the four-pound
They gon' run when they hear them gun sounds

[Outro]
NLE in a b*tch, yeah, yeah
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