Ride Out by Teff Hinkson 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, bass in the back, ba-bass 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 assed 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, fuck 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 nigga 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 niggas I can't hear you, ho niggas in my rearview
Roll up the window, turn on the AC, don't let me fuzz your hairdo, bitch!
I could do that when you home by me, but for now you gotta roll my weed
A bee keeper couldn't kill 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 nigga hit the road for some pussy
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 fucking flamingo
Pop in my cd and listen to Teff
Park on the shoulder and fuck 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*
Bass in the back, Ba-bass 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]
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, bass in the back, ba-bass 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 assed 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, fuck 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 nigga 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 niggas I can't hear you, ho niggas in my rearview
Roll up the window, turn on the AC, don't let me fuzz your hairdo, bitch!
I could do that when you home by me, but for now you gotta roll my weed
A bee keeper couldn't kill 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 nigga hit the road for some pussy
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 fucking flamingo
Pop in my cd and listen to Teff
Park on the shoulder and fuck 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*
Bass in the back, Ba-bass 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]