Young Taylor
Riding
[pre-hook]
Flexin' I been counting all my fucking bands up
Flexin hard I can't keep my gucci pants up
Said you broke but pulled up in a benz truck
With a bit of luck I guess thats how you end up

[hook]
Pulled up in my benz acting like its nothing
Ridin' with my friends, and bitches what we cuffin
On the come up yeah I came from nothing
Ridin' with these hoes, and I ain't even stuntin'

[Verse 1]
Put the car in the start yeah
We be moving fast yeah
200 on the dash
Asking why Im sad
She dont wanna smash
Cause we fucked it in the past
Did it then I dashed
Cause I knew it'd never last
Money coming three ways
Did 80 on the freeway
I just met your bitch and we had ourselves a 3 way
Did that shit in laps, and im callin it a relay
I dont care what she say
Better look each way
Ive been working hard on the come up
I dont wan' another bitch cause of the drama
She just blew my brain so im callin her osama
Hoes on my dick thats oh yeah thats your mumma
[pre-hook]
Flexin' I been counting all my fucking bands up
Flexin hard I can't keep my gucci pants up
Said you broke but pulled up in a benz truck
With a bit of luck I guess thats how you end up

[hook]
Pulled up in my benz acting like its nothing
Ridin' with my friends, and bitches what we cuffin
On the come up yeah I came from nothing
Ridin' with these hoes, and I ain't even stuntin'

[Verse 2]
Ridin' with these hoes keep their man from bluffing
Say she wanna meet man i think she fronting
Waited 2 long hours is she coming
Guess i waited for this shit to turn to nothing

Guarenteed she will never get no better
Playing with my heart i wish i'd never met her
But now she the one sending me love letters
She tried playing all these games but i'm too clever

Ive been taking all my time
Making sure that you've been fine
You couldn't even take the time, to answer when I hit your line
You would always hit decline
Till it was you that needed I
So i guess that ill be fine
See you in the afterlife

[pre-hook]
Flexin' I been counting all my fucking bands up
Flexin hard I can't keep my gucci pants up
Said you broke but pulled up in a benz truck
With a bit of luck I guess thats how you end up

[hook]
Pulled up in my benz acting like its nothing
Ridin' with my friends, and bitches what we cuffin
On the come up yeah I came from nothing
Ridin' with these hoes, and I ain't even stuntin'