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lil baby - rider lyrics

[intro]
i love my n-gg- next to me
i got a rider who would die for me
i f-ck back and forth
why i said

[verse: lil baby]
i do this for maze in the motherf-ckin’ trenches
i go get it, i go get it
my n-gg-s gon’ and get it
i got some n-gg-s comin’ with me to the top and i’mma take ’em
and i know them n-gg-s hatin’, but i’m waiting, i got patience

[hook: lil baby]
i got b-tches rollin’ down on a n-gg-
i go ride on a n-gg-
i go ride all them n-gg-s
and i shade all my grizzy
i go ride all them n-gg-s
i go ride all them n-gg-s
[?]
i go ride all them n-gg-s on my way to the top
i lost some homies, they got f-cked
couple homies they got shot (tutututututu)
i don’t count it for [?]

[verse 2: lil baby]
i want that money and i ain’t first
and i ain’t lost and i gon’ get it and get it
f-ck i leave it all adjustin’
b-tches won’t f-ck my neck just they probably won’t f-ck my pocket
that’s why all you n-gg-s watchin’, come try me, the option is only you n-gg-
[?] get no money, f-ck with true n-gg-s
i’m so stiff on y’all hoes
[?] and i get money on them hoes (racks racks)
i’m tryna [?]
all these n-gg-s b-tches and i know it for sure
i got different whips, i got cars galore
i got different b-tches, i got women galore
all i know is money and i need me some more
you know i ain’t just talkin’, they know [?]
and i just popped that motherf-cker, i show sh-t
i’m already hood-rich, and i tryna go legit
i need another way i’m tryna rap about this sh-t

[hook]
i got b-tches rollin’ down on a n-gg-
i go ride on a n-gg-
i go ride all them n-gg-s
and i shade all my grizzy
i go ride all them n-gg-s
i go ride all them n-gg-s
[?]
i go ride all them n-gg-s on my way to the top (i’m on my way)
i lost some homies, they got f-cked
couple homies they got shot (tutututututu)
i don’t count it for [?]

[verse 3: young thug]
never had a job and never plan on getting one
i came here they rowdy b-tches know it’s one on one
let’s meet there, relax, i won
change from the pentagon next thing on her tongue
500 cash with me that’s why i got this bag on (racks)
i came from rags to riches now tryna sell out the dome
my b-tches skinny dippin’ they all got thongs on
you ain’t tryna get rich you gotta gone gone gone
i got my weed from jamaica, sean paul
tryna be rich n-gg-s hating on all y’all
stayed down in this law, we get paid off
big homie taught me if it’s a plug don’t run off, ay
n-gg- stack a g like a phillipean
and we smokin’ weed, drinkin’ codeine (drank it drank it)
i got some m’s i could buy hardees (i could buy hardees)
and i got some water, you can’t walk in these
turn the mansion to a club, let’s have a party (let’s have a party)
we got options, you can drink act, red or green?
all this [?] i drink
got me tearin’ up the f-ckin’ street
[?]

- lil baby lyrics

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