Ride out (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
Vroom
Gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang

[Verse]
Drop the top on the Coupe
n*gga who the f*ck is you
Run in yo' house and I take all your loot
n*gga I got all the rocks in my shoe
n*ggas are sick like the got the flu
Run up on me I blow you like a flute
Servin' them pounds, by the Citgo
n*ggas they hate 'cause I took they hoe
f*ck school, f*ck a honor roll
In the kitchen and I'm flippin' O's
Keep the Gat in the backpack
Run up and I'll click-clack
I got the O's, I got the O's
And I'm flippin' on the stove
These n*ggas hoes, these n*ggas hoes
These n*ggas mad I got hoes
I'm off the Xanny, I gotta stop
n*gga you run up and you is a op
n*ggas they hate, they just gon' flop
Automatic Glocks, I'm totin' a mop
Hang up the phone if it ain't about dope
That's all I need, that's all I want
I get the money man I gotta go
I get the money man I'm on the road
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Look at the diamonds in my pinky ring
n*ggas hatin' but it's not a thing
Cop another pistol then I let it bang
b*tches is stupid they actin' so manly
I'm totin' they steamer, I'm totin' the Stanley
These n*ggas run up then I'm hurtin' they family
My b*tch name is Cammy I'm f*ckin' on cammy
I got so much b*tches these b*tches is hoes
My bank account big man, it just might explode
I need my gun, I need it now
n*ggas they hatin' I just made a thou'
Bring me my choppa man it's goin' now
n*ggas want beef at me up in the South
You want yo' b*tch then come get that whore
Them b*tches is borin' and yo' b*tch be whorin'
And look at my diamonds, my diamonds like wow
I need that cash I need it now
Put holes in a n*gga like Ricky
Thirty rounds sit in my di*kies, yuh
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Smokin' Vicky Icky Vicky
[Outro]
b*tch
(Beat Fades Out)