[Intro]
Cash Fargo
Yeh, yeh
Got that bitch dialled in just how I want it
(Eastside on mine, just like every time)
Put some water in on a Saturday morning (Five lowriders in a line, tryna decide which one to drive)
Creepin’ on a Saturday night (Just past the time, well I made up mind)
Do the same thing Sunday when the sun come out, yeh (Yup, yup)

[Chorus]
Ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your’ folk
Sideways in a cloud of smoke
I ride like I’m the only one who on the road
Shit, go around me, bitch, we creeping slow (Uh)
Ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your folk
Sideways in a cloud smoke (Uh)
Counting hunnids in my sixty-fo’
We just keep scoring, we don’t keep score, hoe

[Verse]
Slowing down, I think I seent your hoe (Uh)
Is you down, girl? I gotta know (Uh)
I’ve got a pound and a half of smoke
Locked in the studio, I’m stacking gold
It’s like I’ve got six burners on the stove (Uh)
And everyone of ‘em got a pot of dope
Diversified my portfolio
With my Jet Life slides and my Versace robe
My socks high and my eyes low
I got sixty-five, and a sixty-fo’
I got a sixty-three, but she all stock though
Couple weeks, I might get her chopped though
I might not though
[Chorus]
Ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your folk
Sideways in a cloud of smoke
I roll like I’m the only one who on the road (Uh)
Go aound me ‘cause I’m creepin’ slow (Uh)
Ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your folk
Sideways in a cloud smoke (Uh)
I’m counting hunnids in my sixty-fo’
We just keep scoring, we don’t keep score (Hoe)

[Refrain]
Keep the E in it
Chevy‘s on switches
Smoking weed in it
Don’t post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
Rule number one, don’t talk about me ‘round yo’ n***a
That shit there have him suspicious
We hitting switches on Chef Highway dipping
Loose lips sink ships, and my ship ain’t sinking

[Chorus]
Ride wit’ your folk
Sideways in a cloud of smoke
I ride like I’m the only one who on the road
So go around me cause I’m creeping slow
Ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your folk
Sideways in a cloud of smoke
Counting hunnids in my sixty-fo’
We just keep scoring, we don’t keep score (Yeh)