Robb Bank$ Feat. Chief Keef – “Ride Wit Me” Lyrics

(Intro)
Yuh
Rich Gang

(Pre-chorus)
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Rainin’ and it’s pourin’ (yuh)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh)
Birds be flyin’, soarin’ (yuh)
Aye, aye, aye (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Bad and broken hearted (yuh)
She call me 2PhoneShawty (brr)
Is you nice or naughty?

(Chorus)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (aye, aye, aye)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (aye, aye, aye)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (SSET, aye, aye, SSET)
Slide on ’em n*gg*s
Slide on ’em n*gg*s (ah!)

(Verse 1)
Forgiatos came on a sprinter van, do the race
Magic School Bus, tired of groupie lust, POV
Leave her flower gang, I’ma throw it up, no Bill Gates (you dig?)
Still take the mollys, jaws lock like a diamond in a safe
I had to shine on ’em, Sean John, uh, uh, uh
Big SSET, whip it out the ball, uh, uh, uh (cook up, cook up, cook up)
Lil mama soaked with lip gloss, uh, uh (f*ck n*gg*)
Big thick b*tch on the pole, uh, uh
Told that b*tch to stop playin’, come closer (you dig?)
I’ma put my finger in her, test the water (eh)
Got pH balance, pounds half, tight rubber (yuh, yuh)
Ate her out on Christmas, my teeth colder than my shoulder (tuh)
Lamborghini drag (you dig?), God Hand bag (you dig?)
Mashin’ on the gas (yeah), throw the SSET up when I pass (SSET)
Gave these n*gg*s breath (ah), drippin’ mix match (yuh)
Watch Tech pop, uh, what you call that, aye (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
Rich Gang

(Pre-chorus)
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Rainin’ and it’s pourin’ (yuh)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh)
Birds be flyin’, soarin’ (yuh)
Aye, aye, aye (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Bad and broken hearted (yuh)
She call me 2PhoneShawty (brr)
Is you nice or naughty?

(Chorus)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (aye, aye, aye)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (aye, aye, aye)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (SSET, aye, aye, SSET)
Slide on ’em n*gg*s
Slide on ’em n*gg*s (ah!)

(Verse 2)
Hublot watch, it’s diamonds ’round it
Fssh, how the money machine be soundin’ (fssh)
n*gg*, you know you ain’t even ’bout it
9 on me, but he ain’t even childish
Throw a smoke bomb down your van
[?] cappin’ your sh*t with a tan
b*tch, we been crossed the fence
There ain’t no extendo, ice on me
Wait ’til these hoes and these folks see the lights on me
Aye, a smooth car (skr), drive [?], I got this pipe on me (skr)
Got trips on me, how that hoe [?] got [?] on me
Her lips on me, I flame up a blunt and smoke on it
n*gg*, you don’t want it
Sneak diss us, we gon’ make you choke on it (facts)
You better run fast, faster then Usain Bolt, homie
Two liter, filled that b*tch with 8 plus [?], brodie
Put it in sport, brodie (skr)
This b*tch ain’t pass faster than a road runner, aye

(Pre-chorus 2)
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Rainin’ and it’s pourin’ (yuh)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh)
Birds be flyin’, soarin’ (yuh)
Aye, aye, aye (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Bad and broken hearted (yuh)
She call me 2PhoneShawty (brr)
Is you nice or naughty?

(Chorus)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (yuh, yuh)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Ride with my n*gg*s
Ride with my n*gg*s (aye, aye, aye)
Slide on ’em n*gg*s
Slide on ’em n*gg*s (aye, aye aye)

(Outro)
You dig, yuh, dig?
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, you dig?
Skrt it down for him, aye, aye
Score the ground for him, score the ground for him, aye
Freak hoes, uh huh, freak hoe
Bouncin’, make him
Yeah, uh huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
SSET, SSET

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