Teff Hinkson - Ride Out lyrics

Intro Ride Out, ride out ride out (Repeat 4) And I put my hand on the wheel, pop my gram like a pill Thinkin' how to flip 1 grand to a hundred grand, 1 hundred grand to a mill Uhh, ba** in the back, ba-ba** in the back Trinidadian girl, slim waist, no fat But she roll fat joints got a face and a wrack When I hit the highway got her face in my lap, like whoa Listening to Black Rob, my back off and I blast off This life fast so my mind gone but she a**ed out wit' her pants off, like damn Distractions, temptations gotta clear my mind Snap out when I see a brake light shine Gotta slow down gotta take my time, f** that 150 on the dash in the city when I dash Like Bonnie & Clyde with a million in cash In a trunk in the trunk a machete and a mask And a rope, duct tape and a semi in the stash, rude We dreaming, fiending for that feeling When the slave ships turn to spaceships and we speeding with no ceiling [Hook] That's what we like, my n***a that's what we like ya kno' That's how we ride, ya see the girl on my side We sipping a lil' Henny it ain't illegal to drive Where I'm from, tell her build it, build it so we can fly Then we ride-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah dah dah Ride out, Ride out Ride out That's how we ride-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah dah dah Slow n***as I can't hear you, ho n***as in my rearview Roll up the window, turn on the AC, don't let me fuzz your hairdo, b**h! I could do that when you home by me, but for now you gotta roll my weed A bee keeper couldn't k** my buzz, ironically I'm a smoke my tree Uhh, heard a siren on in the back so you know I got nervous Turned out to be the radio, swear they do it on purpose Back in the day used to roll in a Sunny Young, wild n***a hit the road for some p**y Now I'm grown up all I know is the money Life's cold like a rose gold, stone cold mummy Roll up the window, roll up the indo' Pink in my cup like a f**ing flamingo Pop in my cd and listen to Teff Park on the shoulder and f** to my single We dreaming, fiending for that feeling When the slaveships turn to spaceships and we speeding with no ceiling [Hook] [Bridge] Down through the street like *peeeyyyoonngggggg* Down through the street like *peeyuuonnng* peeyounnng* Down through the street like *peeeyyyoonngggggg* Down through the street like *peeyuuonnng* peeyounnng* Ba** in the back, Ba-ba** in the back Bumpin' Biggie, Mase in the back Bob Marley & The Wailers, yeah I'm fearless how I blaze Johnny Blaze in the back [Hook]