Playboi Carti – Ridin’ (Born Sinner)

Playboi Carti – Ridin’ (Born Sinner) Lyrics

Artist: Playboi Carti
Song: Ridin’ (Born Sinner)

(What?)
(What? What?)
Yeah, and I put this on Onyx
, I’m gon’ ride for one (Ride! Ride!)

Homicide, homicide, homicide (Yeah)
I already took my shirt off, yeah (Yeah, what? what?)
I’m ridin’ with the windows down, yeah (Yeah, uh, yeah, what)
Lord can you please give me a break (Lord, yeah)

Lord can you spare me (Okay)
Lord can you spare me, yeah
Lord can you spare me
Uh, tattoos on my motherf#cking body

Uh, I can’t f#ck with no-f#cking-body
Uh, popped the trunk, you know I grab the shotty
Uh, uh, you know I got it, uh
Diamonds all in my cuffs

Too many racks, they make me look buff, yeah
I’m in the trap, she playin’ my stuff, yeah
Can’t talk to the b#tch, she like to get rough, yeah
I walk with the wolves

Yeah, we got them tools, I’m making a move
Put the bag on your head, hold up, boy you gon’ lose, ooh
On the flip side, we ain’t really had sh#t
Went our game up, and now we finally rich

Got a whole lotta sh#t, we was tossing them bricks, uh, yeah
I was busting those ‘scrips, yeah, yeah
50k on the b#tch
Yeah, let’s go

I already took my shirt off, yeah (Yeah, ho’, took my shirt off)
I’m ridin’ with the windows down, yeah (Yeah, let’s go, yeah)
(What, jump out, yeah)
Lord can you please give me a break (Give me a break, yeah)

Lord can you spare me (Okay)
Lord can you spare me, yeah
Lord can you spare me
n#gg#s talking ’bout pressure

50k on my dresser, give that sh#t to a young boy
Do this sh#t on the regular
n#gg#, give a f#ck ’bout nothing
f#ck acting tough, b#tch we really rough

Got a whole lotta guns, yeah, yeah
Steal you out your funds
Made it out the mud, yeah, now we having fun
Whole motherf#cking b#tches in here, we ain’t hating no one, ah

Whole lotta b#tches in here, they gon’ f#ck on something, okay
All this money on me, you know I gotta pay for events, okay
All this money I’m piling, I got a paper cut, yeah
Ooh, I’m really up, I’m really up, yeah

I’m so up, up, up, b#tch I think I’m really stuck, yeah
You can’t f#ck us, yeah, we really cut sh#t, yeah
In the Front’s, yeah, we pop it up right here b#tch, let’s go
Uh, Jump out the window, you feeling this sh#t

Jump out the window, you feeling this sh#t
Ready the b#tch, we ready to hit
Yeah, we ready for sh#t
n#gg#s ain’t really wi-yeah

We ready for sh#t
n#gg#s ain’t really with the bricks, yeah
(Ride!)
Homicide, homicide, homicide

Yeah, yeah
I already took my shirt off, yeah (Yeah, what? what?)
I’m ridin’ with the windows down, yeah (What? Yeah, yeah)
Lord can you please give me a break (Lord, yeah)

Lord can you spare me (Okay)
Lord can you spare me, yeah
Lord can you spare me
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Release Year: 2018

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