Ridin Out lyrics

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah, it’s another late one
Or early one, should I say
Keep the KK rolled
T-G-O-D
Gangstas don’t sleep
Yeah, man I don’t care let me talk my sh*t one time
Yeah

[Verse 1: AD]
I’m from the west side, real n*ggas throwing them sets high
b*tches like these Benzes, need a code when I can test drive
RIP to Left Eye, no TLC
Youngin's really let them TEC's fly
Who got the scam from Best Buy
Always been a hustler, smooth, cool motherf*cker
Real thirsty when I’m thirsty
Taaka Vodka with the Pucker's, never been a sucker
40 in the stash, kicking like Jackie Chan, Rush Hour, Chris Tucker
Lot of rappers talk the talk but they be hella faking
And you don't ever seem'em 'round, boys forever vacant
I was raised by the G's, if you fear it, face it
Cause when it’s on, hood a scary movie, Freddy-Jason
Here now and they won’t take my seat
Can’t nobody contend now when I make my heat
I used to hit the club with them fake ID’s
Now my b*tch open my phone cause of face ID
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
You can catch me ridin out
Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel
You can catch me ridin out
Down ass b*tch by my side and my nitrous real
You can catch me ridin out
Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill
You can catch me ridin out
I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
You can catch me ridin out

[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
Aye, rich blood, Goyard's over fresh braids
Sauced up, blammas bruising up my rib cage
Stars in the ceiling shining on my space J’s
Killer California ain’t no place to vacate
n*ggas break safe to save face, make your fate wait
Haters tugging on my di*k like a shake weight
If it ain’t gorilla glue then it’s KK, AK’s and AKA’s
Hey, imma make it one day
I done worked all week for this Friday and woke up to a Sunday
Yeah I been smoking out the pound since the chronic, n*gga now it’s KK
And these hunnids got you n*ggas acting violent but you don’t want this gun play
Cause I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
You can catch me ridin out
Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel
You can catch me ridin out
Down ass b*tch by my side and my nitrous real
You can catch me ridin out
Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill
You can catch me ridin out
I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
You can catch me ridin out
[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Breaking b*tches for their bread, told her meet me in bed
Don’t kick her out, I want breakfast instead
Don’t trust these n*ggas, they might be the Feds
I’m always three steps ahead
It’s in my skin, Taylor Gang till I’m dead
I ain’t stressed cause all I want’s the pay
Make a hundred grand, blow a hundred joints a day
Man these n*ggas think they better but they not
If I drop a song today I bet it'll be hot
It’s with me on the plane
Catch me cruising up the West Side, Pittsburgh
n*gga got it tatted on my chest
The money still green, the b*tches still calling
My music still rock, my n*ggas still balling
Make another 5 mil just off touring
You n*ggas all sound the same, the game getting boring
Keep the KK stashed, champagne in the glass
You can hear me when I pass

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
You can catch me ridin out
Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel
You can catch me ridin out
Down ass b*tch by my side and my nitrous real
You can catch me ridin out
Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill
You can catch me ridin out
I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
You can catch me ridin out
[Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa]
Me and you
Smoking on a pound or two
Riding in my whip to the store
For some papers cause they already rolled
Me and you
Smoking on a pound or two
Riding in my whip to the store
For some papers cause they already rolled

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
You can catch me ridin out
Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel
You can catch me ridin out
Down ass b*tch by my side and my nitrous real
You can catch me ridin out
Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill
You can catch me ridin out
I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
You can catch me ridin out