Lyrics Ride - Lizzo

Ride

LA carolin' with Carolyn
Caroline but I had to make it rhyme, I’m
Addicted to that weather like heroin
That is why I cannot give it any time, just say no!
It’s too good to me, you are too good to me
O.D.
on compliments, I need some oxygen
So I dip to the PNW, some of ya don’t need where that is — good!
Need a little solitude with my crew
'Membering what’s real is what makes you you, oh!
It’s too good to me, know it’s no good for me
I can’t be out here homie, what it used to be
Sitting in bed like «man!», wishing
Itching for days with no end
Sound checks, checks in, audiences rapping
Getting full of that adrenaline, eat it up like Satan
You can’t have it?
Take it, you can’t man up?
K then
Breaking up my cadence, got that willpower like Jaden, blaow!
And we keep it going up
Make it go around, around, again
And we keep it going up
Going up
And we keep it going up
Make it go around, around, again
And we keep it going up
Going up
Flying into Paris with Sophia Eris
Had a heart-to-heart over fresh croissant
Wondering why these dudes be tripping
She like «Girl I’m past giving a damn!»
YOLO, guess that’s why he want a photo
Dressed in Polo, arm around me after the show
But never there when I need hoes
Open mind but my heart closed, ah!
Where ya been?
Back again, young man?
I remember you from way way when
You never gave it or reciprocated
But when I bounced for my sake, you peeped your mistake
«She left me» is always the excuse
I swear there should be support groups for men without Lizzo
Meet once a week and deal with y’all issues
Google me and jack off in a tissue
Yeah!
You know what though?
We keep it going up
Make it go around, around, again
And we keep it going up
Going up
And we keep it going up
Make it go around, around, again
And we keep it going up
Going up
I will never be the person that you want me to
Feeling like I can’t amount in what I’m 'sposed to do
But I’m here now, like how this happen?
Head in the pillows, I’m crunching on Cap’n
I’m chilling, I swear I been chilling
Taking a break, feeling hella breakable
I was taught that life has no regrets and no mistakes, no no
Bet I made some, granted
But my heart cold bruh, definitely definitely granite
Wrote this song halfway to Chicago
Wondering if I should call you
What, to make you feel special?
Would it give me reasons to forget you?
(Hey, you reached Lizzo. Leave me a message.)
I’m out of state, out of time
You more like out of sight, out of mind
Yeah!
You know what though?
We keep it going up
Make it go around, around, again
And we keep it going up
Going up
And we keep it going up
Make it go around, around, again
And we keep it going up
Going up