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Almiighty Renzo - Ride Lyrics

[Hook: Marsofyouth]
I had to trap with a Audemar
I cop a bag out the shopping mall
I had a sack and I got a lot
And I got a lot
Bad bitches on my side
That nigga gone ride
Rat niggas gone die
Trap nigga, that's right
Let's get it, yeah

{Verse 1: Almiighty Renzo]
Hunnid band come up, it's all in my jeans
Bad lil bitch and I just made her cream
Bad lil bitch, made her hop out the jeans
Pussy nigga wanna hurt me
But niggas shoot like Curry
Ballin with the 30
Hella Sprite and it's dirty
Treat the pussy like McFlurry
'Preme on my chest, I'm flexin
Scantron, boy I am testin
Waves in my head got her seasick
I'm the type of nigga that she leave with
I don't want the pussy, just keep it
Fuck all the dramma, I don't need it
Hop in the whip for a ride
Pussy so wet, imma slide
Jugg jugg, know how we come up
Solvin' problems, nigga just run up
They all wanna be us
Rap niggas so sus
She playin' games like a Xbox
Pay her no mind, she a ex-thot
Couple Gs, I just bag it up
Couple Xans, I just wrap it up
Flow on the beat like a river
Henny all in my liver
Ciroc and Percs to pass the time
They shootin' like it is Palestine
Squad deeper than Wu-Tang
She shakin' ass like it's Blue Flame
Really, I'm the 2 3 to my zip code
Won't bend and I won't fold
I get it back ten fold
Real nigga, I just cracked the mold
Real niggas gone ride (ay)
Crossin' us is suicide
Real niggas gone ride (ay)
Crossin' us is suicide
Real niggas gone ride (ay)
Crossin' us is suicide
Real niggas gone ride (ay)
Crossin' us is -
[Hook: Marsofyouth
]I had to trap with a Audemar
I cop a bag out the shopping mall
I had a sack and I got a lot
And I got a lot
Bad bitches on my side
That nigga gone ride
Rat niggas gone die
Trap nigga, that's right
Let's get it, yeah

[Verse 2: Almiighty Renzo]
Fuck undercovers
Fuck without rubbers
Freak lil bitch, but ion really love her
Ass so thick and it just sit right
Ass so thick, man I had to give her pipe
Coast to coast sensation
Givin' bitches elation
I ain't went this hard since they let me off probation
Wanna lock me up cause a nigga is Speed Racer on I-20
Let a nigga borrow flows, yes I got plenty
Do it all for the bands hoe
Do it with no hands hoe
Don't tell me 'bout your mans hoe
404 till' the death of me
Money, drugs, pussy, that's the recipe
Boy, don't play about my paper
Ballin' like a Laker
Weekend trips to Cali
Come back just to work her out like Bally
Po' one for my dead hommies
Said you got that water, baby better show me
Throw that pussy on me like you owe me
Said you got that water, baby better show me
Better show me
Throwin' pussy like you owe me, ay
Throwin' pussy like you owe me, ay