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ride
3,100
Hip-Hop
ride was released on June 17, 2026 by Death Note Music, LLC as a part of the album in the bedroom, i confess - EP
album cover
Release DateJune 17, 2026
LabelDeath Note Music, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM55

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
OmenXiii
OmenXiii
Lead Vocals
Gustav Ahr
Gustav Ahr
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gustav Ahr
Gustav Ahr
Songwriter
Toryan Saunders
Toryan Saunders
Songwriter
Cody Littlefield
Cody Littlefield
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gustav Ahr
Gustav Ahr
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Yung Cortex
Yung Cortex
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Droid
XIII
Yo, what you need? I got you
Yeah, just give me thirty, I got you
Aight, later
[Verse 1]
**** said he wanted smoke, I'm the ****, **** know
Hit the clinic real quick, got this dank that take his soul
Motorola don't flip, Motorola don't chirp
Got a 'Droid in my pocket, got your bitch on my shirt
[Chorus]
Ride when I drive (Woah), watch me swerve up a curb (Skrrt, skrrt)
**** said they wanted smoke, so I brought the fuckin' herb (Yuh)
Brought some Olde E for my thirst (Yuh), brought some bodies for the hearse (Yuh)
He thought I was takin' shots (Okay), but that **** took 'em first (Okay)
'Cause that **** said he live (Yuh), but he gettin' on my nerves (Yuh)
I ain't have to say a word (Okay), all my **** go berserk (Okay)
Let him burn, let him drop, like a top, let's let him drop
Like his heart, don't make it stop, clean it up, let's get the mop
[Verse 2]
Choppin' it up with my squad in the cut
See, they passin' me drinks and I'm passin' 'em blunts
And I'm sippin', they smokin', we don't give a fuck
'Cause I'm doin' my thing while we doin' it up
Drinkin' the potion, I'm blowin', you know this
Head bobbin', hypnosis, try not to lose focus
Ain't got no promotion, ain't got no exposure
Still killin' the game and my ****, they know it
Still fuck around with your wack-ass crew
Still talk about you, it ain't anything new
Still hear about your name, but I still say, "Who?"
Still don't give a fuck 'bout anything you do
OmenXIII, fuck with me, fuck with me
Fuckboys run from me when my **** on the scene, yuh
[Chorus]
Ride when I drive (Woah), watch me swerve up a curb (Skrrt, skrrt)
**** said they wanted smoke, so I brought the fuckin' herb (Yuh)
Brought some Olde E for my thirst (Yuh), brought some bodies for the hearse (Yuh)
He thought I was takin' shots (Okay), but that **** took 'em first (O—)
[Verse 3]
Smokin' and puttin' my lip on my bitches
They kissin' my dick while I'm typin' my digits
Arthritis inside of my digits from twistin' the piff
And your bitch think I'm trippin', I'm flippin' the script
And I'm flippin' prescription, my vision is blurry
My thoughts are perverted, I'm closin' my curtains
And go in the furnace and I bring my Ruger
To kill Freddy Krueger, you loser
I'm basically what your bitch dream about
She wanna see me, but she never see me out
And when she do, she gon' show me what she about
If you got somethin' to say, you can scream it out loud
'Cause I don't give a fuck what you think
I got that drip, I think she wanna drink
I'll make it drip where your pussy is pink
This is OmenXIII fuckin' 'round with Lil Peep
Keep goin', she say she a fiend for it
Told me that you got that lean, pour it
I never step on the scene, boring
I never come out my tree like I'm Pain
Hatin' on me like the leaves when it rain
I feed off the hate, it make me feel great
I'm stayin' up late, she givin' me face
Get the fuck out my way when I'm after that cake
[Chorus]
Ride when I drive, watch me swerve up a curb
**** said they wanted smoke, so I brought the fuckin' herb
Brought some Olde E for my thirst, brought some bodies for the hearse
He thought I was takin' shots, but that **** took 'em first
'Cause that **** said he live, but he gettin' on my nerves
I ain't have to say a word, all my **** go berserk
Let him burn, let him drop, like a top, let's let him drop
Like his heart, don't make it stop, clean it up, let's get the mop
Written by: Cody Littlefield, Gustav Ahr, Toryan Saunders
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