Curren$y – Ride

Curren$y – Ride Lyrics

Artist: Curren$y
Song: Ride

She wan’ know if I’m coming back and I don’t like answering questions
I got a podna be popping pills, he tryna deal with his depression
I got my eye on the Miami mansion as soon as I get it
I hit the studio, turn notebook paper into a Bentley

Driving it like a bat out of hell but heaven sent me
Tires scratch off like a lottery ticket
My cars so fast and dangerous you have to take a class before you get it
You never know because you n#gg#s really broke

I go and get it, sit it on top of some fours
I roll my windows up my n#gg# ’cause we want all the smoke
Mr. Clean bars of soap, hardest sh#t I ever wrote
Baking soda keep it fresh a little bit longer though

I like my house cold, I like my house full of hoes
Don’t nobody know ’cause ain’t nobody told
Keep the player code, stuck to my soul
I don’t wan’ wonder if my n#gg#s is gon’ ride for me

I don’t wan’ wonder if this b#tch stay on side of me
That’s why I invested in myself, stack quietly
Plotting silently while rolling up the loudest trees
I don’t wan’ wonder if my n#gg#s is gon’ slide for me

I don’t wan’ wonder if this b#tch gon’ stay on side of me
That’s why I invested in myself and stack quietly
Plotted silently while rolling up the loudest trees
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From the album:
Why I Low Ride (feat. Curren$y) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2017