Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Riding , by - Incognito. Release date: 29.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Riding |
| Let’s go ride poles |
| We circle splashers and smokes |
| Stop all the talk, let’s go ride poles |
| Let’s go ride poles |
| GB mad, keep 'chetes in jeans |
| In the trap movin' dark and snow, dark and snow |
| We circle splashers and smokes |
| Da bro shotgun earth mans g |
| Stop all the talk, let’s go rise poles |
| Go rise poles |
| Slap, slapped one then he had no teeth, then he had no teeth |
| Splashers and smokes |
| Rollin' with Twin and the twin ting peak |
| Let’s go rise poles |
| Slap, slapped one then he had no teeth |
| GB mad keep 'chetes in jeans |
| Rollin' with Twin and the twin ting peak |
| Circle splashers and smokes |
| Young boy say he got war with the opps, he garn' lose his mind |
| But fuck these opps, we chop their tops, they know about us and our knives |
| In twenty-four hours, I put it on my mother’s, we went round there like twice |
| Man ching up, don’t ching man once, then it’s back to the B to my line |
| Like veggie burger what? |
| Where? |
| How dare you say that we ain’t on beef? |
| Like jeet, jeet she on me hold up man trap mash on these streets |
| They don’t talk about p’s, opp thot go low while I roll my weed |
| Like gyally on me like my rammy on me hold on lemme just repeat |
| Like gyally on me like my swammy, spent a thousand, eight on teeth |
| Man, drill out the whip don’t park it, big fuck off ramz, I move barky |
| Moscow got these g’s tarkin', man step round there there’s no warnin' |
| Two, bells in the dots move cornish |
| Man, Moscow March and then lean |
| He slapped one then he had no teeth |
| GB mad, keep 'chetes in jeans |
| Rollin' with Twin and the twin ting peak |
| Da bro shotgun earth mans g |
| He slapped one then he had no teeth |
| GB mad, keep 'chetes in jeans |
| Rollin' with Twin and the twin ting peak |
| Da bro shotgun earth mans g |
| Stop all the talk, let’s go ride poles |
| Moscow, Brandon, Russians, damage body and them boy there know |
| Got barbies cattin' for us cah she loves how the Russians rides and roll |
| Touch my bro, we don’t sit back we circle splashers and smokes |
| And Jazzy is a real madman, he won’t itch to let that go |
| Loose in the trap movin' dark and snow |
| We damage opps but some just ghost |
| Screwloose and Tizz splashed man, no joke |
| Catch me with Twin, that’s not a friend, that’s bro |
| Don’t wanna see Ted and M. Y and Mo |
| Lurked so much ped, Ford or on toes |
| Go on a ride own clothes no phone |
| Just stop it |
| The ver-the verbal abuse is long, man just go over there and dump it |
| Them man dash, them man don’t stay, they’re chicken like KFC bucket |
| And I got love for the girls, curl my hammer the girl just locks it |
| Yeah the girl just locks it |
| Drill up the place and cut |
| Moscow March with my dons |
| We rev our hands and then lean |
| Fuck off dots in my jeans |
| I ain’t no vegan, I love beef |
| Don’t wanna say I’m peng, but I’m far from sweet |
| Talk about scoreboards, pull on me please |
| Gyally on me like that thing on me |