Ridge Racer

[Intro]
When the Final Steps Are Taken
The Gateway to Agartha Will Open

[Verse 1]
These pills taste like shit, yuh
Can’t wait to feel them
Wings on my back now, like Pit, yuh
Big risk, lil' ill feel got a kick
Shawty, I don’t wanna feel it
I've been tryna feel brand-new
I’ve been caught up in my dreams
Lookin' round, what’s true?
Baby, tell me what it ain’t
I ain’t scared up on the paint
I need my brotha Frain
God, I’ll do what you can’t
I’ve been moving like a saint for a long time
Affliction tee on me, it’s the wrong size
Your lips on mine got me tongue-tied
I feel the comedown, got high on what Scythe supplied
But hey, promise it’s gonna be whatever
I feel like Revy, tight jeans, two Berettas
Yuh, in my center, feel you enter
Are you feeling better
Are you feeling better?
Are you?

[Verse 2]
Ridge rat in the cut, roll slow, keep it blunt
Ingest rust is a must
Crust punk, in my lungs
In the rut, smokin' runt dust
Bitch I’m tryna, slump
Rough mutt, speaking 'nough
I'ma ash it on her butt
Oh, you don’t wanna nigga like me
I'ma nerd out, that’s on the high-key
Swerve to the curb, in the 'burbs, it’s likely
Get yo bitch from tellin' me to fuck her lightly, oh
Oh, oh
Scythe Sigil's wrist too froze
Old hoes get disposed, I don’t love you no more
Oh, oh
Universe said it ain’t so
'Rola sittin' on 24s
Agartha, watch it glow