Ridin’ Round

[Hook:]

Yeah
I'm just riding round in my city, my city
I'm just riding round in your city
Turn your city to my city
I'm just riding round in my city, my city
I'm just riding round in your city
Turn your city to my city
I'm just riding round in my city

[Verse 1:]

Hoping you open your eyes
This molly done open your mind
And I'm hoping you open the grind
Cause I'm only here for a limited time
Show me what you send in that picture bitch
Don't trip, if you do right it might get you rich
If you do right it might get shit
Might get you kicks
Might get you a glistening wrist
No, really I'm on that pimping shit
But I'll be Ye, you can be my Kimmy shit
When I'm cooking, they think I'm on my chem-y shit
Chemistry with niggas, chicks in a sawed-off on my Twitter shit
Send me the years when they see 'em
Who they screaming, kick?
Contest with teasing tits
Autograph when they see me, shit

[Hook:]

I'm just riding round in my city, my city
I'm just riding round in your city
Turn your city to my city
I'm just riding round in my city, my city
I'm just riding round in your city
Turn your city to my city
I'm just riding round in my city
All my niggas turnt up
All my women be voguing
All my niggas turnt up
All my women be voguing
All my niggas turnt up
All my women be voguing
All my niggas turnt up
All my women be voguing

[Verse 2:]

Look
I like that ass down, and my money up
All my niggas is turning up
All you niggas is broke as fuck
They only mad cause, they can't get no dough with us
All my women be voguing
All my women high maintenance
High fashion, they clothing
High smashing, sweet quota
They laughing, we throwed 'em
My relationship so golden
Down in Houston on that lean
I ? Texas can't held 'em

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