Ride Me Songtext

I'ma make sure that you stay with a bag
Hol' on, come here, where you takin' my ass?
Santa hats in my backpack (Pack)
In the streets, they hear me and they tryna steal my Hermes swag
I'll leave a Hemi for a GT Bent'
She wanna fuck with a view
I'm takin' her down on a balcony
I know to her friend wan' fuck on me too
I always knew that these hoes would be after me
I am a G (I am a G)
Pull up with brand new whip, it's [?] key
Glock in my RTA jeans, your ho wanna fuck on a nigga
Gotta know, I don't fuck with these niggas
Keep a gun, I might buss at these niggas
Got a bitch with a fat ass, ain't takin' no Perc's, said she only be fuckin' with jiggas
Get that check, go berserk, yeah, I pull up in a vert, yeah
I'm fucked up with these bitches, they gettin' so high, I'm startin' to think that I'm scared
I got all the bitches, want 'venture my ride, but cannot, they ain't givin' head
I could fly to Paris, my swag from France
And I might just get fresh 'fore I lay in the bed I put that shit on
I got that Ralph on while I'm drinkin' on red (Lean)
Styrofoam, wrap that shit in my flag
Bang five, so they label me fed, mm, huh

It ain't no bitch I need, huh, but you the type I want, huh
So, baby, come fuck with me, huh, so, baby, come wipe me down
She knew Chinese, soon as I let her take a puff my strong
She gon' ride me, on my jet all way back to my home