Rich Gang Imma Ride song lyrics

Nigga playin' with my whoadie, I'ma ride

She say that that pussy wet so I'ma slide

She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin'

Hey, Imma cum all over her body

Hopped out the passenger side with my strap

From 50 to 100, we movin' and serve that

We shinin' every summer, spend numbers and bounce back

Lil' whoadie 'bout that action, we pull up, it's 'bout that

When I came 'round, I put it down, on front line, I did mine

Hustle life, we built this, had a block bumpin' like a second line

Cut niggas, them crunch niggas, them projects [?], nigga

Play around, you get cut, nigga, get pulled down, I won't cut, nigga

No lames

Born rich and dangerous

High life and famous

Big MACs and them straps, nigga

Play around and get slashed, nigga

'73 Chevelle, put that shit together

Married to the money, yeah we live together

Love my F&N but still keep that Beretta

Made it to the top and I ain't use a ladder

Ran up a check, ran up a check (cash)

Pass that shit around, then I go collect

Made it out the hood, now I'm on TV

Posted with Young Thugger, sippin' GTV, vodka

Smokin' on the headband, nigga, I'm a stoner

Went from hangin' on the corner to hangin' with owners

Yeah, it's the Juugman for niggas who don't know me

I just did a feature, went and copped a Rollie

(Yapper) Aye man, we really, we really haven't, a lot already around the spot, you know what I'm sayin'? Niggas down there, cause they, that's my blood, that's my slime fool. Fuck you mean?

NASCAR speed on 'em

I got bitches in the spot callin' me big homie

I'm bouncin' like a trampoline, homie

So in love with this cash, all my shows have the cream, homie

I'm bangin' red like strawberries

I told your bitch ain't goin' steady

My weed is loud and you smokin' libraries

I got a thing for that fetti

All my diamonds green like lettuce

And what you worth to me? Petty

Let's get it