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lirik lagu ridin’ with that - bak jay & chuckyy

[intro: bak jay]
(wardo, what the h~ll goin’?)
b~tch, i got this ho for a reason, n~gga
why the f~ck you be ridin’ with that?
i like puttin’ opps in hats (yes, jayco)

[chorus: bak jay]
d~mn, why the f~ck he be ridin’ with that? (f~ck he be ridin’ with that?)
like he ain’t got sh~t to lose? n~gga, i like puttin’ opps in hats (i like puttin’ opps in hats)
i like puttin’ b~ttons on all of my glocks, this b~tch right here shoot fast
talkin’ ’bout f~ckin’, i told her i’m cool, d~mn, then the b~tch got mad (d~mn)

[verse 1: bak jay]
then the b~tch got sad, whole lot of, hang on, this b~tch got ass
he tried to move, he all in the suburbs, we finna spin through that ho with class (baow, baow)
all that dissin’, he thinkin’ he safe, h~ll nah, n~gga, we saved the best for last
don’t none of my n~ggas be duckin’ thе crash, flexin’ his money, we takin’ his cash (takin’ his sh~t)
hold on, i think i see him (think i see him)
whеn you see me, know you see this ice on me, white tee on
ran through so much racks in like six months, don’t know how much i spent
don’t speak on the drill, just know a n~gga ass got k!lled, so many blocks got bent (brrt, brrt)

[refrain: bak jay]
why you be ridin’ with that? i don’t know sh~t, why you be ridin’ with that? (why you be ridin’ with that?)
why you be ridin’ with that? i don’t know sh~t, why you be ridin’ with that? (i don’t know)
why you be ridin’ with that? i blow sh~t, boy, don’t get pushed back
we smoke sh~t, just got another pack
handlin’ business, these b~tches get me off track
[chorus: bak jay]
d~mn, why the f~ck he be ridin’ with that? (f~ck he be ridin’ with that?)
like he ain’t got sh~t to lose? n~gga, i like puttin’ opps in hats (i like puttin’ opps in hats)
i like puttin’ b~ttons on all of my glocks, this b~tch right here shoot fast
talkin’ ’bout f~ckin’, i told her i’m cool, d~mn, then the b~tch got mad (d~mn)

[verse 2: chuckyy & bak jay]
uh
hop out, bl!ck, drac’ or b~tton, sh~t go off like trumpets (brr)
we don’t sneaky slide, in middle school, we was linkin’ up to stomp sh~t
chuckyy don’t party in functions, i’m probably outside in waitin’
i barely pop out with micro, tuck the 10, know that’s my favorite (brrt, brrt)
super kit up in the ‘rari, stomp the gas, it get to shakin’
we don’t tolerate no backdoor, we’ll walk up on ’em, face ’em (for real)
12 bust a u, foenem skate ’em, .308 wake up the neighbor (for real)
ain’t no room, well, then scoot over, know i fell in love with blazin’
pour more lean and grab more ‘bow, don’t pass my blunt, you know i’m facin’
your b~tch say that i’m her favorite, gta, we leave sh~t wasted
glizzy right there where my waist be, club security not gon’ search me
sometimes tuck the micro in my jumpsuit, make it poke on purpose (brrt, don’t try me)

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