RIDIN’ IN THE WHIP PT. 2

[Chorus: GONDA]
Hop inside, let's go for a ride
Hit the gas, talkin' pedal, we can get high
Hop inside, let's go for a ride
Hit the gas, talkin' pedal, we can get high

[Verse 1: GONDA]
I'm smoking dope, hoe, I got the pressure on me
In the front seat, tryna' seal a swisher sweet under my front teeth
It got me in a new dimension, seeing pretend shit, I'm nearin' ascension
This shit feel like Ayahuasca, my brain pasta
They say that smoking shit'll cost ya', but that's impossible
I could go joint for joint with rastas, I swear to God
I pull the whip into the parking lot and cut it off
Hop out quick, lock it with a click up on the key on my hip, meet up with the clique
They say, "this party not jumping, homie we been tryna' dip"
I said, "get your stupid ass inside the motherfuckin' whip"

[Chorus: GONDA]
Hop inside, let's go for a ride
Hit the gas, talkin' pedal, we can get high
Hop inside, let's go for a ride
Hit the gas, talkin' pedal, we can get high

[Verse 2: MONGO]
Hop out the whip, bust in the bitch, and then I'm dust out the crib
Back in the whip, I hit the side-show with all my gang, ride low as shit
I know you wish you could slide for the clique
Me and GONDA bustin' poles, hit the fucking range
(Boom)
Tryna' get some practice on my aim
Your bitch hit my phone, I'm sliding to her place
G-Give me your phone, is you fuckin' insane?
Hop out quick, cock in my fist, let my nuts hang, hoe, suck on my dick
Pull my hand back, slap like a pimp
Tell her, "get your stupid ass inside this motherfuckin' whip"

[Chorus: GONDA]
Hop inside, let's go for a ride
Hit the gas, talkin' pedal, we can get high
Hop inside, let's go for a ride
Hit the gas, talkin' pedal, we can get high