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Ridin Round
11,814
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ridin Round was released on July 17, 2026 by Geffen Records as a part of the album Out The Mud
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Release DateJuly 17, 2026
LabelGeffen Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MUDBABY RU
MUDBABY RU
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
QUINTORIS JOHNSON
QUINTORIS JOHNSON
Songwriter
Daniel Schnabel
Daniel Schnabel
Songwriter
Jacob Sclaver
Jacob Sclaver
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gentle Beatz
Gentle Beatz
Producer
Juko
Juko
Producer
Marley Munoz
Marley Munoz
Recording Engineer
Noel “DamnFiji” Ameha
Mixing Engineer
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer, Immersive Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Gentle Beatz
[Verse 1]
Ay, uh, hop out five-percent, I like to ride with tint
This 50 got a fully, so I'm finna left off 50 quick
**** broke, I caught him window shoppin' just like 50 Cent
He tried to stand on business, he got dropped, now he can't stand on shit
Shh, nah, for real, zip it up
This 7.62 ARP so big I can't even pick it up
This bitch got so much kick, I let it hit, this bitch start liftin' up
Bitch hit harder than a damn, bitch hit harder than a bus
I'm a ghetto rich ****, where the 'Cat? Fuck Bentley trucks
The opp hos be chum buckets and they **** weenie huts
You got one time to gain my trust, just keep it real, don't fuck it up
But bitches gon' be bitches, that's just that 'cause all these bitches suck
[Chorus]
Uh, ridin' 'round town with that motherfucker
I'm that motherfucker, I don't fuck with motherfuckers, uh, ay
Ridin' 'round town with that motherfucker
I'm that motherfucker, I don't fuck with motherfuckers
[Verse 2]
I can't fuck with motherfuckers, all my **** real smackers
All my **** head wrappers, all my killers real active
Fuck totin' them pistols, ****, all my choppers real massive
He got hit, but the boy look like he got bit by a Bullmastiff
Free big bro, he caught a hat, and free big bro that's in the feds
He dropped a diss, his brodie died, he shouldn't have said what he said
Had him slumped outside the whip, his whole front yard was painted red
The neighbors posted on Facebook like, "Oh my God, I think he dead"
Pour me up, gang, where that other bottle?
My first time shootin', my eyes was closed, I know I hit him 'cause he hollered
Second time, I saw my mans and gave him nine like Iguodala
Hundred shots, I let off one, you still got ninety-nine more problems
I'm a mean one with my stick
Rap **** need a license, ridin' other rappers' dick
Backwood full of nothin' but green like I'm sparking the Grinch
We disrespectful, snatch a **** 'Cat, then sell that bitch on wish, ay
[Chorus]
Uh, ridin' 'round town with that motherfucker
I'm that motherfucker, I don't fuck with motherfuckers, uh, ay
Ridin' 'round town with that motherfucker
I'm that motherfucker, I don't fuck with motherfuckers, uh, nah
Written by: Daniel Schnabel, Jacob Sclaver, QUINTORIS JOHNSON
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