Ridin Out

By AD

On Blue 89 C2

Released on December 4, 2017

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[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]

Yeah, it’s another late one

Or early one, should I say

Keep the KK rolled

T-G-O-D

Gangstas don’t sleep

Yeah, man I don’t care let me talk my shit one time

Yeah


[Verse 1: AD]

I’m from the west side, real niggas throwing them sets high

Bitches like these Benzes, need a code when I can test drive

RIP to Left Eye, no TLC

Youngin's really let them TEC's fly

Who got the scam from Best Buy

Always been a hustler, smooth, cool motherfucker

Real thirsty when I’m thirsty

Taaka Vodka with the Pucker's, never been a sucker

40 in the stash, kicking like Jackie Chan, Rush Hour, Chris Tucker

Lot of rappers talk the talk but they be hella faking

And you don't ever seem'em 'round, boys forever vacant

I was raised by the G's, if you fear it, face it

Cause when it’s on, hood a scary movie, Freddy-Jason

Here now and they won’t take my seat

Can’t nobody contend now when I make my heat

I used to hit the club with them fake ID’s

Now my bitch open my phone cause of face ID


[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

You can catch me ridin out

Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel

You can catch me ridin out

Down ass bitch by my side and my nitrous real

You can catch me ridin out

Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill

You can catch me ridin out

I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

You can catch me ridin out


[Verse 2: RJmrLA]

Aye, rich blood, Goyard's over fresh braids

Sauced up, blammas bruising up my rib cage

Stars in the ceiling shining on my space J’s

Killer California ain’t no place to vacate

Niggas break safe to save face, make your fate wait

Haters tugging on my dick like a shake weight

If it ain’t gorilla glue then it’s KK, AK’s and AKA’s

Hey, imma make it one day

I done worked all week for this Friday and woke up to a Sunday

Yeah I been smoking out the pound since the chronic, nigga now it’s KK

And these hunnids got you niggas acting violent but you don’t want this gun play

Cause I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta


[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

You can catch me ridin out

Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel

You can catch me ridin out

Down ass bitch by my side and my nitrous real

You can catch me ridin out

Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill

You can catch me ridin out

I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

You can catch me ridin out


[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]

Breaking bitches for their bread, told her meet me in bed

Don’t kick her out, I want breakfast instead

Don’t trust these niggas, they might be the Feds

I’m always three steps ahead

It’s in my skin, Taylor Gang till I’m dead

I ain’t stressed cause all I want’s the pay

Make a hundred grand, blow a hundred joints a day

Man these niggas think they better but they not

If I drop a song today I bet it'll be hot

It’s with me on the plane

Catch me cruising up the West Side, Pittsburgh

Nigga got it tatted on my chest

The money still green, the bitches still calling

My music still rock, my niggas still balling

Make another 5 mil just off touring

You niggas all sound the same, the game getting boring

Keep the KK stashed, champagne in the glass

You can hear me when I pass


[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

You can catch me ridin out

Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel

You can catch me ridin out

Down ass bitch by my side and my nitrous real

You can catch me ridin out

Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill

You can catch me ridin out

I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

You can catch me ridin out


[Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa]

Me and you

Smoking on a pound or two

Riding in my whip to the store

For some papers cause they already rolled

Me and you

Smoking on a pound or two

Riding in my whip to the store

For some papers cause they already rolled


[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

You can catch me ridin out

Rolling up kill, hand on the steering wheel

You can catch me ridin out

Down ass bitch by my side and my nitrous real

You can catch me ridin out

Diamonds on my neck but I ain’t got no chill

You can catch me ridin out

I’m a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

You can catch me ridin out