Tony Shhnow, Reddo, Eddie Gianni, Larry Loudpack, Flex Malik - Ride wit it lyrics

So you gon ride wit it, ride wit it
Ride wit it
(ride) boy you gon die wit it, die wit
Die wit it so you gon ride wit it, ride
Wit it, ride wit it
Ride wit it, so you gon die wit it, die wit
Die wit it (die)

Shells they gon' fly through the sky
Just like Mario
I need my pockets big, fat, just like Wario
Fucked her, I’m working
And I give her cardio
Lightskin lil shawty, she look like Rosario
She a lil freak
But she act like she innocent
It give me Power, I feel like I'm 50 Cent
I ain't got time or patience
For the silly shit
Niggas don’t care less they gain a benefit
Terror squad nigga don't wanna get
Terrorized, dat boy gon' run
Dat gun make em' exercise
Fucked her so good had that
Lil bitch look mesmerized, GUE$$
I'm so clean they say that I look sanitized
Me and the money I swear
That we hand in hand
Play ya cards right until you
Get a better hand all-star man I feel like a
Letterman, a teacher man
Let's teach em' the etiquette

Ride wit it, ride wit it, ride wit it
(ride) boy you gon die wit it, die wit
Die wit it so you gon' ride wit it, ride
Wit it, ride wit it
Ride wit it, so you gon’ die wit it, die wit
Die wit it (die)

Hop out the foreign, I’m black
Like the panther smoke with the gang
Fuck around and get cancer
Askin' them questions
But don’t want the answers
Diamonds big goofin'
They movin' like dancer
Turn ya trap house to a lick house
Dump em' in a forest
My niggas they sticked out
Double down, duce duce, we got the big rounds
Big pound, boost boost, we in a big house
Are you gon’ ride about dis?
(huh) Are you gon' die bout dis? (ooh bitch)
I'm in the trap with the dishes
Water on me fly with the fishes
(fly with the fishes)
Can't take the heat get the
Fuck out the kitchen (fuck out the kitchen)
I keep on countin', got a money addiction
(money addiction)
My life true story, you rappers they fiction
See you on Tony, I handle my business
(handle my business)

Ay, yuh
Glock 34 with the shots and he got game
(Yuh) everybody walk around hot, man
It's a new craze
My gang gang crazy turns out we all deranged
Playin, but boy we not on the same page
Got these bitches X'd out
Like they was at the rave
(X'd out, x'd out) where you found that
Pullin' up where you stay
When I get off the job, I lock the top lock
I just hit for 3, no time on the clock


Playin from deep, swish (boom) game winner
Shake all my problems put em' in a blender
Ain't nobody perfect, everybody sinning
Do you down bad while grinning
Gotta eat from the beginning
Everybody takin an L
But you cannot keep slippin'
Is you with the life you
Claim that you livin'
Look in the mirror you trippin'
If he gon' slide then I bet he
Gon' slide, if he gon' fye
Then I bet he gon' fye
Get ready to shh, and watch FOX 5
If nobody die nigga open yo eyes
Then what's the point of shooting otherwise?