Texty
This that shit that you should ride to
The shit you should get high to
Shit your older uncle getting fly to
We can vibe too nigga
Roll me up a tree
Come blow with me and we can
Leave the planet like we supposed to be
Just you and me
Cause we don't need no friends
Just the Benjamin's
And the dividends
Girl come hop back in the Benz and let's cruise
It's Friday night and you got nothing to lose
You been working all week
And you done paid all your dues
So come ride with me
Vibe with me
Take another drive with me
Smoke another blunt and
Get on Instagram live with me
You don't gotta worry
All my niggas outside with me
Now go quit your job and come
Take another dive with me
Dive with me
Dive with me
You ain't gotta lie to me
When I shoot you that text
You ain't even gone reply to me
You missing your ex
You say you couldn't wait to see him
But that wasn't the move
When you was all up In my DM
So cry for me
Cry for me
You said you would die for me
I'm good on my own
I never need you to provide for me
Oh shit
I'm on to the next one
I ain't never stressed for pussy
Bitch I'm known to stretch one
So I let the top down
It don't stop now
I done took a couple shots
Of that blue ciroc now
Used to getting to the bag
I don't punch a clock now
Making everybody mad
Got this shit on lock now
This that shit that you should ride to
Shit you can get
Shit you can get
Shit you can get
Wait
Writer(s): Jaymill Cornelius
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