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Ride Out Video (MV)




Performed By: ABB
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Albert Odom III




ABB - Ride Out Lyrics
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You gone see me on yo TV
I ain't there yet but please just believe me
Keep a side hoe 'cause who I want gone leave me
I been getting to it yeah I been gettin busy
Prolly why I'm the youngest turnt In the city
Remember riding Samtrans asking for a penny
Now I'm getting slow dances throwing fifties
I ain't into romances let's get it litty
I ain't taking no chances with a bity
Gotta keep a latex on for the kitty
She prolly think she could trap a nigga 'cause she pretty
Ask how many hoes do I got I say plenty
Ask how many poles do I want I say infinity
How yo older homie broke as you are you kidding me
Thought you gotta to lead by example for your mini me
Taking flights in a different state every f*cking week
I dont know why they like my music but they f*ck with me
Book a little room yeah we staying at the Doubletree
My cousins still in school hell yeah and it's because of me
Let a bitch ever try to play me 'bout some custody
Bitch you must be on some dope are you f*cking me
I just left Tahoe yesterday it was lovely
Lost a few bands on the dice I was rusty
Slim jeans but the pockets fat yeah they husky
She gone suck me then go lay up with the hubby
F*cking hoes the easy part nigga get some money
Consistency really take you far bro it's coming
Merch boomin' just like them packs yeah they jumping
They ain't know then but now they notice somethin
It's like ion f*ck with rap but then I love it
It's kinda therapeutic that's why I really does it
And to get the chains cars and the money
Just to cover up my lost soul my cuban bussin'
Bitch my daddy was 'bout his cheese he raised a hustla
Lil Jody Joe this world about guns and butta
These hoes will smile in yo face but they don't love you
Stay around and act like they ain't fake then they crush you
Yeah you prolly already felt the vibe but it's f*ck you
Imma kill every last one til' it's settled
Call a nigga Green Day cause I keep the metal
I know Lil Alex gone be great cause he special
Just take it with a grain of salt cause they ain't credible
Almost thought a nigga OD'ed off the edible
I was tweaking for a lil second then felt incredible
Then I had a model bitch sucking on my
Aye Aye
And we gone ride out, we gone ride, we gone ride, we gone ride out
Keep going, keep steppin',
Dont stop young nigga aye, dont stop young nigga aye
R.I.P Mark RIP Bear
It's ABB all caps no gap
I'm gone
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You gone see me on yo TV
I ain't there yet but please just believe me
Keep a side hoe 'cause who I want gone leave me
I been getting to it yeah I been gettin busy
Prolly why I'm the youngest turnt In the city
Remember riding Samtrans asking for a penny
Now I'm getting slow dances throwing fifties
I ain't into romances let's get it litty
I ain't taking no chances with a bity
Gotta keep a latex on for the kitty
She prolly think she could trap a nigga 'cause she pretty
Ask how many hoes do I got I say plenty
Ask how many poles do I want I say infinity
How yo older homie broke as you are you kidding me
Thought you gotta to lead by example for your mini me
Taking flights in a different state every f*cking week
I dont know why they like my music but they f*ck with me
Book a little room yeah we staying at the Doubletree
My cousins still in school hell yeah and it's because of me
Let a bitch ever try to play me 'bout some custody
Bitch you must be on some dope are you f*cking me
I just left Tahoe yesterday it was lovely
Lost a few bands on the dice I was rusty
Slim jeans but the pockets fat yeah they husky
She gone suck me then go lay up with the hubby
F*cking hoes the easy part nigga get some money
Consistency really take you far bro it's coming
Merch boomin' just like them packs yeah they jumping
They ain't know then but now they notice somethin
It's like ion f*ck with rap but then I love it
It's kinda therapeutic that's why I really does it
And to get the chains cars and the money
Just to cover up my lost soul my cuban bussin'
Bitch my daddy was 'bout his cheese he raised a hustla
Lil Jody Joe this world about guns and butta
These hoes will smile in yo face but they don't love you
Stay around and act like they ain't fake then they crush you
Yeah you prolly already felt the vibe but it's f*ck you
Imma kill every last one til' it's settled
Call a nigga Green Day cause I keep the metal
I know Lil Alex gone be great cause he special
Just take it with a grain of salt cause they ain't credible
Almost thought a nigga OD'ed off the edible
I was tweaking for a lil second then felt incredible
Then I had a model bitch sucking on my
Aye Aye
And we gone ride out, we gone ride, we gone ride, we gone ride out
Keep going, keep steppin',
Dont stop young nigga aye, dont stop young nigga aye
R.I.P Mark RIP Bear
It's ABB all caps no gap
I'm gone
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Writer: Albert Odom III
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