Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ride Out , by - Kid Ink. Release date: 16.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ride Out |
| Came in at first, had bad luck |
| Got a whole lot, remember I ain’t had nothin' |
| We done sold out, now everybody mad at me Tell 'em roll out, now everybody smashin' |
| Get ready cause you know we 'bout to be a problem |
| Hope you ready cause you know it 'bout to be a problem |
| It’s the only way we know to go Squad up, never roll alone |
| And we gon' ride on forever |
| We ride out together |
| Pull up right in your zone |
| Take over the street, that’s how we roll |
| And we gon' ride on forever |
| We ride out together |
| Fancy when I drive, six cars in the driveway |
| Cash in the driver door, spend it, do it my way |
| I fight you like a matador, fresh out the catalog |
| One fall we all fall, crew like dominoes |
| Paper chase, vamanos, all my dogs riding smoke |
| Mob heavy like the Pope, for that pot of gold |
| We are not alone, boy, better check your tone |
| You gone need a lot of help, I ain’t talkin' bank loans |
| Sit with us, table last supper |
| Toast to the brothers, some bad motherfuckers |
| Yeah, ain’t nothin' but pure luxury |
| You lookin' left to me, should be looking up to me |
| Preferably one of the best |
| She ridin' cause we next now and forever to death |
| Be loyal, real, and respect, stay ahead of the rest |
| We just sit back, relax, doin' things to impress |
| It’s the only way we know to go Squad up, never roll alone |
| And we gon' ride on forever |
| We ride out together |
| Pull up right in your zone |
| Take over the street, that’s how we roll |
| And we gon' ride on forever |
| We ride out together |
| Got no time to waste |
| And no way these niggas stoppin' me, oh no Flyin' from a mile away |
| It’s not a problem, only real ones follow me And I can do this with my eyes closed |
| Blindfold two times over |
| Ride solo, I got women and got soldiers |
| I ain’t trippin', you try to get it your night’s over |
| Talkin' on Melatonin, get it and fight coma |
| What’s defeat to a giant, niggas feedin' the fire |
| History, niggas be less them niggas flee when they flyin' |
| You don’t believe it? |
| Then try it We don’t believe in just tryin' |
| I call it peoples and leave 'em in 100 pieces divided |
| That’s cold-blooded |
| And I’ve been this dope for like four summers |
| And I ain’t really going for the he say, or she say |
| Keep it G for Pete’s sake |
| I know this shit that bone you pick |
| Might leave you niggas fillets |
| It’s the only way we know to go Squad up, never roll alone |
| And we gon' ride on forever |
| We ride out together |
| Pull up right in your zone |
| Take over the street, that’s how we roll |
| And we gon' ride on forever |
| We ride out together |
| It’s YG 4hunnid! |
| Is you ridin'? |
| Is you with all the burglarizing and the violence |
| If Jimmy got caught up, but you was right there with him |
| So the police askin' you questions, is you gone keep quiet? |
| Is you loyal, is you real, is you fake? |
| When I can’t tell that’s the type of way that I hate |
| You got that fake-friend syndrome |
| There’s no cure so them symptoms is gon' show |
| You know the code, stick around, hold it down, never fold |
| Like it’s a crease up in your Dicky Browns |
| Hold up, each one teach one |
| Motivate each one to be something |
| Cause I ain’t just another statistic |
| I do this, this, and that if you wanna get specific |
| I’m just tryna make bread come quicker |
| For me and my day one hittas |
| Ride out! |