Kid Ink, Tyga, YG, Wale, Rich Homie Quan - Ride Out lyrics
Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Wale [Olubowale Victor Akintimehin] Washington, D.C., U.S. 🇺🇸
Rich Homie Quan [Dequantes Devontay Lamar] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kid Ink, Tyga, YG, Wale, Rich Homie Quan - Ride Out lyrics]
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 (yeah)
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, bo-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
We 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
Hey look 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 a flea 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 (That I hate)
You got that fake-friend syndrome
And there's no cure so your
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 (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 payday come quicker
For me and my day one hittas
Ride out! (Ride out)
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 (yeah)
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, bo-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
We 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
Hey look 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 a flea 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 (That I hate)
You got that fake-friend syndrome
And there's no cure so your
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 (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 payday come quicker
For me and my day one hittas
Ride out! (Ride out)