Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Take a Ride, artist - Kevin Gates. Album song In the Meantime, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.08.2017
Record label: Skyrocket Media
Song language: English
Take a Ride |
One, two, three, four, five, six |
Bae hold on, you push a button for that to come up, baby |
You know I really get it, go ask around the city |
Hook up all them chickens girl don’t ask me 'bout no tickets |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I be outchea every day |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I mean each and every day |
If on the corner stores we chillin', pour liquor for we sippin' |
This foreign car’s expensive girl don’t ask me 'bout the ticket |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I be outchea every day |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I mean each and every day |
Sent shorty in at the corner store |
Sixty on pump three and a white tee |
Two mountain dews for these double cups |
We pourin' up this Texas tea |
No dark denim, these light seats |
Put a towel down 'fore your jeans bleed |
Hit the cellphone, look while you in there |
Don’t forget to grab a pack of Swisher Sweets |
My money made, that’s obsolete |
I know police is watchin' me |
Been a long time comin', sold drugs on the corner |
You could smell aroma when the doors swing open |
Base so good every dope fiend know it |
Get a free car wash, could be 4 in the morning |
Maybe 5 in the morning on the highway twistin' |
We rollin' up sticky, she rollin' down windows |
Bout her business in a different way of livin' every day |
Showing interest in the difference of opinion I don’t play |
Booty club, we pullin' up |
This whip could parallel park itself |
Heat chain protector, motion detectors |
New car alarm, the car guard itself |
My partner text me HTD |
Which to lame people means hard to death |
You know I really get it, go ask around the city |
Hook up all them chickens girl don’t ask me 'bout no tickets |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I be outchea every day |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I mean each and every day |
If on the corner stores we chillin', pour liquor for we sippin' |
This foreign car’s expensive girl don’t ask me 'bout the ticket |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I be outchea every day |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I mean each and every day |
Highed up, low key, push button start, no key |
Ho roll up, nah on second thought break them trees up |
Cause I’m not sure that you gon' roll one as cold as me |
I was shown by G’s, Forgiatos on my auto it’s a car show on my street |
It’s a car show on my lawn and all them cars belong to me |
I’mma a don, I’mma dog, I’m like drugs on these beats |
She get high from my rhymes then she chase it with some E |
Or, she be chasin' me cause I be chasin' cheese |
Had the drive to buy, all the shit I seen in magazines |
I was 5, pictures of Ferrari’s and Lamborghini’s on my wall |
Now if I wanna see one I just step in my garage |
You know I really get it, go ask around the city |
Hook up all them chickens girl don’t ask me 'bout no tickets |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I be outchea every day |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I mean each and every day |
If on the corner stores we chillin', pour liquor for we sippin' |
This foreign car’s expensive girl don’t ask me 'bout the ticket |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I be outchea every day |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I mean each and every day |
For my niggas in the pen I go hard sometime |
White and red whip like a Marlboro sign |
Put my arm on the line, 'nother out of state trip |
God blessed me in and out of 8 whips |
4 or 5 am and my eyes stay bent |
I do not do sleep, but I do blow lamps |
Alloy rim with the bulletproof tints |
Say they don’t like me, see me ain’t do shit |
I could think on them, no time for it |
Mocha round me, he dying for it |
Flood the game, new truck comin' |
Move a lot of work, don’t touch nothin' |
Bread Winner Mafia fly |
Most likely to try, run the opposite side |
What that mean, just bought me a graveyard |
I ain’t gotta pay y’all when somebody die |
Pourin' out liquor for my kids, me I miss 'em |
Never had a destination, ridin' 'round the city |
Adrenaline’ll build up while I’m listenin' to Twista |
Aim on your brain, blow your feelings on the fender |
Think under your chin if I really pull the trigger |
Everything you thinkin' 'bout to end up on the ceilin' |
Ridin' with a bitch I DM’d off twitter |
Hook up on chickens, bitch is you silly? |
I am ridiculous |
You know I really get it, go ask around the city |
Hook up all them chickens girl don’t ask me 'bout no tickets |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I be outchea every day |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I mean each and every day |
If on the corner stores we chillin', pour liquor for we sippin' |
This foreign car’s expensive girl don’t ask me 'bout the ticket |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I be outchea every day |
Just ride, just ride, just ride just ride |
Grindin' tryin' to get it, I mean each and every day |