
ππππ ππ πππ α΅β±Λ’αΆΒΉ
busmait09Β· 3:32 Β· 49 plays Β· v3-preview
- trap
- 2010s
- crunk
- dirty south
- gangsta rap
- southern hip hop
- synthwave
- 2020s
- contemporary r&b
- slow jam
- chopped and screwed
Lyrics
Intro
(Yeah, yeah, oh-oh)
(Ooh, woah, yeah)
Yeah, pull up in the ghost, watch the lights flash (Yeah)
Got you on my mind, burning through the cash (Through the cash, yeah)
Ooh-ooh, yeah
Chorus
She a dime, yeah, she shining like the iced-out ring (Like the ring)
When she walking in the room, do her own damn thing (Do her thing)
Got the bag on me, baby, you can take what you want (Take what you want)
Got the ride-or-die with me, ain't no need for a front (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, she bad, yeah, she glowing in the dark (In the dark)
Got my heart on lock, got the key to the park (To the park)
Flexing on 'em every time we step outside (Step outside)
If it's war, baby girl, you know we ride or die (Yeah, woah)
Verse
Got the custom leather seats when we riding through the city (Through the city)
Diamonds on your neck, yeah, they shining real pretty (Real pretty)
Told her, "Name your price," ain't no limit on the card (On the card)
Keep a hundred shooters with me if they ever push it hard (Push it hard, brrr)
Yeah, she hypnotic, got me spinning out of frame (Out of frame)
Ain't no competition, nobody play the game like you do (Like you do)
Got the foreign parked outside, tinted blue (Tinted blue)
And if anybody trip, I'm sliding through for you (Sliding through, yeah)
Oh-oh, yeah, we living at the peak (At the peak)
Spent fifty on the wrist, haven't slept in a week (In a week, woah)
Chorus
She a dime, yeah, she shining like the iced-out ring (Like the ring)
When she walking in the room, do her own damn thing (Do her thing)
Got the bag on me, baby, you can take what you want (Take what you want)
Got the ride-or-die with me, ain't no need for a front (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, she bad, yeah, she glowing in the dark (In the dark)
Got my heart on lock, got the key to the park (To the park)
Flexing on 'em every time we step outside (Step outside)
If it's war, baby girl, you know we ride or die (Yeah, woah)
Bridge
(Woah, woah, oh)
Late night speed, top dropped on the coupe (On the coupe)
Ain't nobody touch you when I'm rolling with the troupe (With the troupe)
Yeah, you got the body, got the beauty and the brain (And the brain)
Together at the top, yeah, we riding through the rain (Through the rain, oh)
Yeah, we taking off, straight to the sky (To the sky)
Never let 'em come between you and I (You and I, yeah)
Chorus
She a dime, yeah, she shining like the iced-out ring (Like the ring)
When she walking in the room, do her own damn thing (Do her thing)
Got the bag on me, baby, you can take what you want (Take what you want)
Got the ride-or-die with me, ain't no need for a front (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, she bad, yeah, she glowing in the dark (In the dark)
Got my heart on lock, got the key to the park (To the park)
Flexing on 'em every time we step outside (Step outside)
If it's war, baby girl, you know we ride or die (Yeah, woah)
Outro
(Yeah, ride or die)
(Oh-oh, woah)
Ain't no turning back, yeah (Ain't no turning back)
Just you and me, yeah (Just you and me)
(Ooh-ooh, yeah)
(Yeah, woah)
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