[Intro]
Hargo Productions
Ayo Tweeko mixed this, it sounds cold

[Chorus]
Let me tell you 'bout the life of a rider
'Cause this is the life I live
Gotta put more guns in cars and fire
Every time I step out my gaff, I know that I could end up as a lifer
But this is the life of a rider
Blood on my shank is what I require
More money is what I require
I need more stolen whips for the get-rounds
I put so much faith in a kitchen shank, until suttin got wet down
'Cause it ended up snapping in my man, I dashed it away, it was a letdown
He threw up a sign in a pic
Silly mistake, my man's dead now

[Verse]
Ay jump in the car, let’s go
Fat tool on my lap, let’s start this journey
We had to slide at 3PM 'cah all of the paigons go home early
I’m on a glide in a banged out trackie, cos I don’t wanna ruin the Burberry
I ain’t really got no chill, I’ll stab man down in front of a nursery
Organs spill on the floor when you’re holding your guts, it’s fucking awesome
I ain’t tryna leave no prints
I’m wearing gloves, it’s very important
I need a place for this gun to sleep so this J-Bags' gotta adopt this orphan
Run up in the kitchen raising hell with the rambzi
Know I’m chef like Gordon
When the opps don’t ride it's boring
Why do they love playing hide and seek?
The feds keep saying I’m a risk to the public
I’m not gonna lie, don’t disagree
9mm that I can squeeze
But if I stab you in your mouth then my blade comes out of your cheek
N***a believe
Cheff man then I just put it in a next man
That’s very bad hygiene
I just had sex with a pornstar
It’s mad that I used to watch her on Pornhub
Amount of fingers I’ve got is less than the amount of blocks the mandems toured on
He tried run but JT caught up
Mask on my face so he didn’t know who it was like he answered the phone to an unknown caller
[Chorus]
Let me tell you 'bout the life of a rider
'Cause this is the life I live
Gotta put more guns in cars and fire
Every time I step out my gaff, I know that I could end up as a lifer
But this is the life of a rider
Blood on my shank is what I require
More money is what I require
I need more stolen whips for the get-rounds
I put so much faith in a kitchen shank, until suttin got wet down
'Cause it ended up snapping in my man, I dashed it away, it was a letdown
He threw up a sign in a pic
Silly mistake, my man's dead now