[Intro: GoatedNorthWest]
This ain't cheddar, this quiche

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Playboi Carti]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride it just like it's on my bike (Woah-woah)
Do this all to circulate
Fuck her, just feels like you're like
Throw it just so I can ride
Take her just so I can ride (Woah-woah)
Calling just so I can ride
Ride it just how I like my bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a race (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip (Schyeah)
Take her out her house

[Verse 1: GoatedNorthWest]
I’m spitting out bars
Mozart we bouta send you to mars
Aaron free Drizzy Lamar
Mozart dropping we dismiss him
His hairline receding just a little
Goateds wе dropping just a little
Red suit Red F
C Major Trеble Clef
I ain’t bought sheets I cooking like a chef
Tape recorder straight like a ref
Tape on it
Bars on it
Bars on it
I bouta break your bones
Bars so fast bouta break something
I’m sitting on my throne
Get on yo piano ima break something
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah break something
[Chorus: Don Toliver, Playboi Carti & Ty Dolla $ign]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride it just like it's on my bike
Do this all to circulate (Do that)
Fuck her, just feels like you're like (Do that)
Throw it just so I can ride (Hold up)
Take her just so I can ride (Hold up)
Calling just so I can ride (Hold up)
Ride it just how I like my bike (Hold up, uh-uh)
Take her on a field trip (Uh-uh)
Take her on a race (Uh-uh, schyeah)
Take her on a trip (Uh-uh)
Take her out her house (Huh)

[Verse 2: GoatedNorthWest & Alvin]
Whippin' that bitch like a rental
Two hundred cash, my bitch say I'm mental
Medical plans, I'm all in her dental
We like a dog, I'm fresh out the kennel
N***as say, "Gas," they rollin' up fennel
Ain't on my level, lil' bitch, don't reach
Always hollerin' 'bout you rich, we riche
This ain't no regular cheddar, this quiche

[Bridge: Alvin & The Chipmunks]
You ain't outside, I wish it was different (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
You ain't outside, I wish it was different (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
[Verse 3: GoatedNorthWest]
Battling temptation, it be crazy when I'm on tour
I be wrestling with Satan, got my neck all sore
I was praying at the temple, got me down in all fours
I was tricking off when I knew that I should tithe more
When you're best dressed for the late night revival
Looking for a chapel, ain't no church in the wild
Ain't no salvation in the bottom of a bottle
Hidden in a drawer like a hotel Bible
Tell me where you find a Sunday service at four in the morning
I must stick to Holy Water for this Patron
Knew that I fell out of grace when the Lexus swerved off the road
If you get me out this, I won't do it no more (no more)

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride it just like it's on my bike (Woah-woah)
Do this all to circulate
Fuck her, just feels like you're like
Throw it just so I can ride
Take her just so I can ride (Woah-woah)
Calling just so I can ride
Ride it just how I like my bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a race (Yeah)
Take her on a trip
Take her out her house