|
|
Download Now!!!
Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Song: | Spinning Round |
Album: | Soul Searching | Genres: | |
Year: | 2023 |
Length: | 371 sec |
Lyricist: Torsten Goods
Lyrics:
(You know how a Ryda ride!) Bitch, I'm always strapped up Unload, reload, and leave yourwholecrew clapped up (Youknow how a Ryda ride!) Wedon't give a fuck Got the toaster in the glove and the shawty in the trunk (You know how a Ryda ride!) What else can I do But smoke weed, count money, represent the crew> (You know how a Ryda ride!) Money, weed, hoes And if you gotta ask about the crew, you don't know!
Mama was the wisdom (Uh!), Daddy was a pimp (Yeah) Right before my fingerprints was all up in the data system (Uh!) Criminal individual, we the no-goods (Oh no) Bumpin' out the speakers in the trunk up in your hood Real Ryda shit, motherfucker, ride or die Turn it up when you're wildin' out or when you're gettin' high We got mad ammo shells rainin' from the sky When we dumpin' on you, bitch, you gon' know how we ride
Meezy! What you doin' in this hood that you're not from? (What) I'll put the pump in your ass, now you ridin' shotgun (Nigga) Think you a celebrity? Nigga, eat these hot ones I ain't servin' chicken, niggas finna get they squad touched Nigga, you's a bitch (Bitch!), see me from the shoulders Just don't bring the rollers or them online personas (Suckers!) You fuckin' with a soldier, bet dub that I swing first My niggas jumpin' in, teamwork make the dream work!
(You know how a Ryda ride!) Bitch, I'm always strapped up Unload, reload, and leave your whole crew clapped up (You know how a Ryda ride!) We don't give a fuck Got the toaster in the glove and the shawty in the trunk (You know how a Ryda ride!) What else can I do But smoke weed, count money, represent the crew> (You know how a Ryda ride!) Money, weed, hoes And if you gotta ask about the crew, you don't know!
Catch me in that old black 2020 Phantom I just carjacked With the cannon, put it to his head Sped off in the darkness, street lights shinin' All the dubs started spinnin' 'round and 'round, inches from the ground All leather inside, caramel macchiato Run you down, pedal to the metal, full throttle (Get out the way) And Cell Block ain't even gotta dump the clip and waste the ammo You ain't soldiers 'cause you went and bought some camo (Bitches!)
Ay ho, (Real motherfuckers!) don't play though We'll spray 4K's, blow brains in the main road You stay broke, we make hoes hit the main road And still that pussy walkin' 'til you sprain your ankles Never had no love for stank hoes, we break hoes Gon' give up that cake ho, and buy me a Range Rov' Escape ho? Where you goin'? Where you gon' lay, ho? Bitch, lay low until I say so, now get your ass up!
(You know how a Ryda ride!) Bitch, I'm always strapped up Unload, reload, and leave your whole crew clapped up (You know how a Ryda ride!) We don't give a fuck Got the toaster in the glove and the shawty in the trunk (You know how a Ryda ride!) What else can I do But smoke weed, count money, represent the crew> (You know how a Ryda ride!) Money, weed, hoes And if you gotta ask about the crew, you don't know!
It don't matter what my name is, how come it's the same kid Actin' like he stupid, so my bullet left him brainless I don't give a fuck if you're a cooker or you famous And neither does the Tre-eight stainless Shouldn't been the same since the game with the gang list But we don't give a fuck 'cause we're Rydas and never change With a fistful of a pistol, the other grippin' the grain whip Smokin' on a missile, gettin' higher than spaceships
(You know how a Ryda ride!) Bitch, I'm always strapped up Unload, reload, and leave your whole crew clapped up (You know how a Ryda ride!) We don't give a fuck Got the toaster in the glove and the shawty in the trunk (You know how a Ryda ride!) What else can I do But smoke weed, count money, represent the crew> (You know how a Ryda ride!) Money, weed, hoes And if you gotta ask about the crew, you don't know!
Download Now!!!
|
Copyright © 2020 Zortam.com. All Rights Reserved.
|