Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm-mm, huh
It ain't no bitch I need, heh, but you the type I want, huh
So, baby, come f*ck with me, huh, so, baby, come wipe me down
She know Chinese, soon as I let her take off, play with my strong
She gon' ride me, on my jet all way back to my home
I ain't nothin' like your last
I'ma make sure that you stay with a bag
Hol' on, come here, where you takin' my ass?
Santa hats in backpack (Pack)
In the streets they hear me, they tryna steal my Hermes swag
Aliya hit me for GT bag
She wanna f*ck with a view
I'm takin' her down on a balcony
I know that her friend wan' f*ck 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, bitch, grab your key
Glock in my R-A-T-A jeans, your ho wanna f*ck on a nigga
Gotta know, I don't f*ck with these niggas
Keep a gun, I might buss at these niggas
Got a bitch with a fat ass, ain't takin' no Percs
Said she only be f*ckin' with jiggas
Get that check on first sight, yeah, I pull up in a vert, yeah
I'm f*cked up with these bitches
They gettin' so high, I'm started to think that I'm scared
I got all the bitches wanna venture my ride
But cap like 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 flame
Bang fire so they label me fed, mm, huh
It ain't no bitch I need, heh, but you the type I want, huh
So, baby, come f*ck with me, huh, so, baby, come wipe me down
She know Chinese, soon as I let her take off, play with my strong
She gon' ride me, on my jet all way back to my home
YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Ride Me Lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Ride Me Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm-mm, huh
It ain't no bitch I need, heh, but you the type I want, huh
So, baby, come f*ck with me, huh, so, baby, come wipe me down
She know Chinese, soon as I let her take off, play with my strong
She gon' ride me, on my jet all way back to my home
I ain't nothin' like your last
I'ma make sure that you stay with a bag
Hol' on, come here, where you takin' my ass?
Santa hats in backpack (Pack)
In the streets they hear me, they tryna steal my Hermes swag
Aliya hit me for GT bag
She wanna f*ck with a view
I'm takin' her down on a balcony
I know that her friend wan' f*ck 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, bitch, grab your key
Glock in my R-A-T-A jeans, your ho wanna f*ck on a nigga
Gotta know, I don't f*ck with these niggas
Keep a gun, I might buss at these niggas
Got a bitch with a fat ass, ain't takin' no Percs
Said she only be f*ckin' with jiggas
Get that check on first sight, yeah, I pull up in a vert, yeah
I'm f*cked up with these bitches
They gettin' so high, I'm started to think that I'm scared
I got all the bitches wanna venture my ride
But cap like 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 flame
Bang fire so they label me fed, mm, huh
It ain't no bitch I need, heh, but you the type I want, huh
So, baby, come f*ck with me, huh, so, baby, come wipe me down
She know Chinese, soon as I let her take off, play with my strong
She gon' ride me, on my jet all way back to my home
Mm-mm, huh
It ain't no bitch I need, heh, but you the type I want, huh
So, baby, come f*ck with me, huh, so, baby, come wipe me down
She know Chinese, soon as I let her take off, play with my strong
She gon' ride me, on my jet all way back to my home
I ain't nothin' like your last
I'ma make sure that you stay with a bag
Hol' on, come here, where you takin' my ass?
Santa hats in backpack (Pack)
In the streets they hear me, they tryna steal my Hermes swag
Aliya hit me for GT bag
She wanna f*ck with a view
I'm takin' her down on a balcony
I know that her friend wan' f*ck 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, bitch, grab your key
Glock in my R-A-T-A jeans, your ho wanna f*ck on a nigga
Gotta know, I don't f*ck with these niggas
Keep a gun, I might buss at these niggas
Got a bitch with a fat ass, ain't takin' no Percs
Said she only be f*ckin' with jiggas
Get that check on first sight, yeah, I pull up in a vert, yeah
I'm f*cked up with these bitches
They gettin' so high, I'm started to think that I'm scared
I got all the bitches wanna venture my ride
But cap like 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 flame
Bang fire so they label me fed, mm, huh
It ain't no bitch I need, heh, but you the type I want, huh
So, baby, come f*ck with me, huh, so, baby, come wipe me down
She know Chinese, soon as I let her take off, play with my strong
She gon' ride me, on my jet all way back to my home
Writer: Kentrell DeSean Gaulden
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC