Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ambition of a Rider, artist - LUD FOE. Date of issue: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ambition of a Rider |
| This my ambitions as a rider |
| She wanna have my baby she told me to cum inside |
| That hoe must be crazy |
| Strapped up like the Navy |
| This a chopper, this ain’t no.380 |
| I was born in the '90s but they thought I was born in the '80s |
| Bitch I got the down home blues, all this blue cheese |
| Can’t fit in my jeans, I’m surrounded by killers and thieves |
| Your bitch on her knees now they ashy |
| A nigga broke, he can’t afford no feature then don’t ask me |
| My niggas, grimy, tuck your chain and fuck around and snatch it |
| Bitch we leave a dread head bald, chopper bullets patch it |
| At your funeral can’t see your face because the closed casket |
| And I’m leaving with the whole mall like I just got my taxes |
| My new car give you the ugly face like you eat sour patches |
| We can’t find his ass, he was hiding, so we took it out on his rapping |
| Bitch on fleek like the manikin ban that cheap shit you tacky |
| That Boy gon' fold, get in that hole, I know he gon' panic |
| I hit your ass with these big old.45 bullets |
| You bleeding, you can’t breathe, trigger squeeze |
| Automatic.40s, I wish a nigga pull it |
| So I could show him I’m not pussy |
| Chopper knock a nigga out cold |
| Landed Micheal Watson fight all my battles bitch |
| Think don’t think I’m talking about no boxing |
| Sit back and watch me |
| Cause you can’t stop me |
| Bitch I’m the trending topic |
| She suck it sloppy |
| That bitch a fool, I love the way she top me |
| Feeling like Rocky, beat up my trap cause I need every profit |
| So what you need nigga? |
| Want paraphernalia, come and cop it |
| Went to school with the rocket, kept that bitch up in my pocket |
| I pistol whip the back of your head, knock ya eye out the socket |
| I’ll knock your ass out the picture nigga and I ain’t have to crop it |
| Gang, you know we don’t squash shit |
| So nigga don’t start shit |
| Get a brick of that soft, get a QP of that hot shit |
| I’m tryna be cool |
| So I’m toting on this Tec with the cooler kit |
| Like Tajj Gibson me and my niggas be on that bullshit |
| Roll off the hip I up this bitch and hand you a full clip |
| Who wanna race? |
| My car so fast it might do a full flip |
| Got to get to these chips, got my own cheese, now I can double dip |
| I just drunk a fifth but I’m probably gon' take another sip |
| Said she wanna see me but I probably link with another bitch |
| I just robbed that nigga on my way to go hit another lick |
| He was sneak dissing, pulled up with choppers, took a fronta shit |
| Niggas yell out they real but don’t be on no 100 shit |
| Aye pussy niggas know we got the heaters when we slide |
| Pussy nigga, you gon' fuck around, need Jesus on your side |
| We ran up in a nigga house and his old lady was inside |
| Only reason we ain’t flame it up, some babies up inside |
| I lose my mind when I pop pills and I get crazy up inside |
| Thought he was a hot nigga till I put that laser on his ass |
| Left his ass in shock like I used my bitch taser on his ass |
| I get so high, get on 290 and just ride |
| Don’t lose your life over your pride |
| If you want war with me just go out of town if you gon' hide |
| Look him in his eyes |
| That nigga had cried before he died |
| You better go and buy you a pistol nigga before you try |
| Niggas say they with you but hesitate when it’s time to slide |
| Them niggas get quiet |
| Make me mad, I bring out my mask and get on your ass |
| This bitch fast, I’m hitting the gas, my engine in the ass |
| We beat your ass up in the club now we waiting outside |
| You got fo nem on your ass, boy your ass better not come outside |
| Pockets swole, shit can’t even fold, my shit overload |
| Fucking hoes, tell her try my throat, tell her swing my door |
| Be my maid, bitch come clean my house, bitch come sweep the floor |
| Be my slave, he acting so brave, bullets hit his chest |
| Leave a cage |
| Selling so much yay, you would think it was back in the day |
| Give me a 6 Trey, whip my wrist like it was a slave |
| You know I’m a dog, she a dog, I bought her a cage |
| She won’t leave me alone, stalk my phone, she watching my page |
| Most my niggas gone, can’t come home cause they fighting the case |
| Book me for a show, see my check, I banked it with Chase |
| She told me she gay, fucked her and her friend yesterday |
| But these bitches can’t stay |
| Open the door, send 'em away |
| You should be ashamed, you too old for subliminal games |
| Robbed so many niggas, all I knew bout was hitting a stain |
| Fuck this twitter beef, load up the pistols and kill ya today |
| If he fuck with me, that’s why he got killers all in his face |
| You know that I sell dope, that nigga broke on minimum wage |
| This bitch call me bae, that’s the stupid shit she could say |
| Get in my lane and get ranned over in my Chevrolet |
| 26's, blow kisses, Forgiatos, and candy paint |
| Niggas diss on the internet but see me and turn they face |
| I just bought a new chopper, that’s my babe |
| We on a date |
| These niggas last but I came in first place |
| Didn’t even race |
| Gang, skrt, gang. |
| You know I’m rocking nigga bitch. |
| Get your guns up, |
| get your funds up. |
| You on that opp shit get mop sticked bitch. |
| Straight gang |
| shit, hey slide in 'em, ride in 'em |