Ride on Me

Sweet one come bruk that (Bruk it)

I still walk around with my bruk-back

Can't you tell by the bulge in my rucksack?

Clutch that, latex on when I touch that (Ha, no prints)

Bally on me like Unknown T

I might take a trip to the 4

I might take a trip to the CSB

I still told the paigons ride on me

Sweet one come bruk that

I still walk around with my bruk-back

Can't you tell by the bulge in my rucksack?

Clutch that, latex on when I touch that (Ha, no prints)

Bally on me like Unknown T

I might take a trip to the 4

I might take a trip to the CSB

I still told the paigons ride on me

Can't you tell by the way that I step

Hunchback, the dotties be weighing me down for a sec

Broski just fucked up the recs

There's bare dust left

Now he's whipping again

Bad bitch on me

Throw her 0.9 piece up

Told bro don't worry if they cut

They might get away on foot

Scars on the PCX and we will catch up

Ching a man up, the bandos too hot (Flames)

We still trap, just change our spots till the driver buss that u-ey

If he looks like he's part of the squad

And they sing like Rising Talents

Me and broski we're rising mops

None of my bros been touched

Why do you think that the score boards odd?

And they can't make me do feet

I only run from the CID

No I ain't lidge

Don't you get pissed when I ran from far

Look's like TSG?

I've seen bare man panic and scream

Heartbeats drop when they buck my team

I've seen bare man panic and scream

Heartbeats drop when they buck my team

Sweet one come bruk that

I still walk around with my bruk-back

Can't you tell by the bulge in my rucksack?

Clutch that, latex on when I touch that (Ha, no prints)

Bally on me like Unknown T

I might take a trip to the 4

I might take a trip to the CSB

I still told the paigons ride on me

Sweet one come bruk that

I still walk around with my bruk-back

Can't you tell by the bulge in my rucksack

Clutch that, latex on when I touch that (Ha, no prints)

Bally on me like Unknown T

I might take a trip to the 4

I might take a trip to the CSB

I still told the paigons ride on me

Push my shank deep

I ain't worried bout depth

We've been lurking around for so long

I told bro I ain't surprised that the cabman's left

Jet blades in paigon men

And feds already clocked this angle

It's about time we leave the paigon ends

And I just got done near for drilling

Kick back, sip tea and have a laugh with friends

Ask about a drilling they've done

Can't lie, you probably hid and done nothing

I think the feds fell in love with the kid

That explains why they're always tryna bring up cuffing

Trust me, I don't lie on these tracks

If it weren't me, then broski did touch him

And I hate when I see them from far

Now I gotta guess which fence he's jumping

Do it in a bruk-down Corsa

I'm riding passen' and the driver's bruky

And I really do love my wap, gotta ask her back

Kiki do you love me?

Well obviously

If she didn't feel the same way, I'm pissed

I only put trust in my clip

If you step on my strip

Then you're taking a risk

Sweet one come bruk that

I still walk around with my bruk-back

Can't you tell by the bulge in my rucksack?

Clutch that, latex on when I touch that

Bally on me like Unknown T

I might take a trip to the 4

I might take a trip to the CSB

I still told the paigons ride on me

Sweet one come bruk that

I still walk around with my bruk-back

Can't you tell by the bulge in my rucksack?

Clutch that, latex on when I touch that

Bally on me like Unknown T

I might take a trip to the 4

I might take a trip to the CSB

I still told the paigons ride on me