Lyrics Ride Up - Chris Travis

Ride Up

I’m about to ride up, I get hyper
Why these bitches lie for, to fuck your mind up
Money on my mind bruh, can’t fuck my time up
Slidin' through the, can’t fuck my ties up
Pull up on the side, better hide, 'cause we taking lives
Niggas get they stuffed in they fucking
Nigga you a lie I was serving with a 9 to 5
East Memphis shit kept a young nigga on his grind
Stayin' switching schools niggas knew what the fuck to do
Middle school free my nigga Tay, shout out 'Vante, too
Bitches choose wanna fuck the crew or it’s either you
So I don’t choose from the two, rather make me loot
I don’t give a fuck about your group, fuck him, her, and you
People seem to say I’m hella rude, it’s my attitude
Spitting in the jungle from my view, but bitch this the booth
Gotta cop or ride a nigga flow, niggas like to snoop
Every time I drop a new hit, but the flow ain’t
Nah, I ain’t ever stopping shit outta your
Try to run up on me better get your dues
But I’m fucking ready and I’m hot bitch best regroup
I’m about to ride up, I get hyper
Why these bitches lie for, to fuck your mind up
Money on my mind bruh, can’t fuck my time up
Slidin' through the, can’t fuck my ties up
I’m about to ride up, I get hyper
Why these bitches lie for, to fuck your mind up
Money on my mind bruh, can’t fuck my time up
Slidin' through the, can’t fuck my ties up