Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ride or Die, artist - Baby Goth. Album song Baby Goth, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 14.02.2019
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Ride or Die |
See me looking back, oh, you don’t know how to act |
Going through this bag, dancing while it’s raining stacks |
Suicide doors on my whip, I got an emo ride |
And my diamonds dancing in the dark, you’re my ride or die |
Like, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ice blue and my bills are too |
Giving your all to me, I want it all for me |
Don’t get close to me, on your lip, all sweet like Hennessy |
Tell me what you need, give you my whole body |
I can open up for you, if you can open up to me |
Stop your playing, B, buy your designer things |
We could be riding 'round town in a new Bentley |
See me looking back, oh, you don’t know how to act |
Going through this bag, dancing while it’s raining stacks |
Suicide doors on my whip, I got an emo ride |
And my diamonds dancing in the dark, you’re my ride or die |
Like, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ice blue and my bills are too |
I am different, like how I’m dripping |
I could walk into your life and you’ll feel lifted |
Turn the beat up, all the way up |
And the way my body moving make your heart drop |
I wanna feel you, show you something new |
Text my best friend to go meet us in the bedroom |
See me looking back, oh, you don’t know how to act |
Going through this bag, dancing while it’s raining stacks |
Suicide doors on my whip, I got an emo ride |
And my diamonds dancing in the dark, you’re my ride or die |
Like, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ice blue and my bills are too |
Still been sloppy, drip all on me |
Make you tense up when I whisper softly |
Yeah, you like it when I whisper softly |
Fuck you with my ice, I’ll leave you frosty |
My chains are glossy, slipping off me |
Diamonds so drippy, lick 'em off me |
See me looking back, oh, you don’t know how to act |
Going through this bag, dancing while it’s raining stacks |
Suicide doors on my whip, I got an emo ride |
And my diamonds dancing in the dark, you’re my ride or die |
Like, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh |
High life, ice blue and my bills are too |