Lil Durk, Dej Loaf - Rider Chick lyrics
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Lil Durk, Dej Loaf - Rider Chick lyrics]
She gon' be 100, hol' that muthafucka down
You how that shit go street nigga
Know what I'm sayin'?
She my rider chick
She on the block with these savages
She on point like a guard
But she ain’t havin it
We don't go back and forth about private shit
And she be on my block with
All the packs and shit i got a street bitch
I teach her all I know, she a street bitch
She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch
She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch
See her friend and shit
I kick her 'round like Pam and shit
And I can't stand that bitch, she
Tweakin' off them Xans and shit
And I'm the man and shit
A hunnid like them cancers sticks
Street nigga, but I be on some romantic shit
She on snap wit it, I'm from the back wit it
She don't like these rappers
But she be into these trap niggas
Tell me who be all behind my back wit it
In her DM and I'll with him
These niggas hoes, I'll slap niggas
Bought my bitch a Birkin cause she worth it
Told her I be cheating
'cause ain't nobody perfect
She held me down when I was locked up
She was with me in the
Kitchen when that locked up
She crazy, she a pop up
She my rider chick
She on the block with these savages
She on point like a guard
But she ain’t havin it
We don't go back and forth about private shit
And she be on my block with
All the packs and shit i got a street bitch
I teach her all I know, she a street bitch
She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch
She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch
I done learned the whole game
He done taught me everythang
Do more, talk less, never say no names
Beat his case like OJ
Got him out his old ways
Whippin' work in the kitchen
Call that gourmet
Playin' with the pussy pistols
Call that foreplay fuck him after long days
Never leave him horny
Every time he call me, pick up right away
Why the Bentley in the driveway?
Always gettin' my way
Bitches be tryin' it, I'm his homie, lover
Friend you can't deny it baby
We thuggin' till the end
Married to the streets
Money in the rubber band
Ain't nothin' like the D
I be tuggin' on his pants
She my rider chick
She on the block with these savages
She on point like a guard
But she ain’t havin it
We don't go back and forth about private shit
And she be on my block with
All the packs and shit i got a street bitch
I teach her all I know, she a street bitch
She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch
She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch
You how that shit go street nigga
Know what I'm sayin'?
She my rider chick
She on the block with these savages
She on point like a guard
But she ain’t havin it
We don't go back and forth about private shit
And she be on my block with
All the packs and shit i got a street bitch
I teach her all I know, she a street bitch
She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch
She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch
See her friend and shit
I kick her 'round like Pam and shit
And I can't stand that bitch, she
Tweakin' off them Xans and shit
And I'm the man and shit
A hunnid like them cancers sticks
Street nigga, but I be on some romantic shit
She on snap wit it, I'm from the back wit it
She don't like these rappers
But she be into these trap niggas
Tell me who be all behind my back wit it
In her DM and I'll with him
These niggas hoes, I'll slap niggas
Bought my bitch a Birkin cause she worth it
Told her I be cheating
'cause ain't nobody perfect
She held me down when I was locked up
She was with me in the
Kitchen when that locked up
She crazy, she a pop up
She my rider chick
She on the block with these savages
She on point like a guard
But she ain’t havin it
We don't go back and forth about private shit
And she be on my block with
All the packs and shit i got a street bitch
I teach her all I know, she a street bitch
She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch
She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch
I done learned the whole game
He done taught me everythang
Do more, talk less, never say no names
Beat his case like OJ
Got him out his old ways
Whippin' work in the kitchen
Call that gourmet
Playin' with the pussy pistols
Call that foreplay fuck him after long days
Never leave him horny
Every time he call me, pick up right away
Why the Bentley in the driveway?
Always gettin' my way
Bitches be tryin' it, I'm his homie, lover
Friend you can't deny it baby
We thuggin' till the end
Married to the streets
Money in the rubber band
Ain't nothin' like the D
I be tuggin' on his pants
She my rider chick
She on the block with these savages
She on point like a guard
But she ain’t havin it
We don't go back and forth about private shit
And she be on my block with
All the packs and shit i got a street bitch
I teach her all I know, she a street bitch
She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch
She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch