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spliffy mars - ridin’ lyrics

(verse 1)
i was ridin’ with the bl!ck lil n+gga u could get hit
n+gga talkin sh+t aim that .30 at his lip ooh
aim that .30 at his sh+t ooh
b+tch it’s on my kicks
i got slatt ingrated on my kicks
these lil n+ggas they ain’t on that sh+t
they ain making money bih
i got your b+tch she gon sit up on this d+ck
sit up on my what?
she gon sit up on this d+ck she gon ride with my clique
she gon ride wit dat stick
ima shoot dat stick ima shoo that sh+t
aim it at your lip
beyblade let it rip
like a fart n+gga ima let it rip
tryna pull my card
sock you in your sh+t
ima sock you in your sh+t
stupid lil b+tch she can’t hang with the clique
stupid lil b+tch she gon style the clique
these n+ggas these n+ggas they stealing the drip
these n+ggas these n+ggas they stealing my sh+t
stealing my style running off with my sh+t
amiri my denim dior on my kicks
put your hoe in chanel
yeah dat b+tch she got bailed
yeah that b+tch she bad
yeah she bad as h+ll
yeah she wild as h+ll
dripped in ysl
i smell like ysl
i feel like carti n+gga
i just stole your b+tch
i just robbed that n+gga
i feel like uzi cuz i hit dat lil woah
oh my god look at him woah
oh my god look at his toes
what be dat givenchy on my toes
oh my god givenchy on my toes
oh my oh my god i just f+cked dat lil hoe
oh my oh my i just sent that b+tch to the store
oh my oh my i got drip on my toes
gucci my bag yeah gucci my bag yeah
poppin them tags yeah
poppin then tags yeah
gotta big bag yeah
he going out sad yeah
(verse 2): carti
kick a b+tch out, hold on
get that b+tch out, hold on
layin’ on the couch, hold on
but she f+ck, what? what? what?
give me mouth, hold on
never run your mouth, uh
atl, ho, ayy
b+tch, i run the south, uh
in that new ‘vette, hold on
it the southern way, hold on
it the southern way, hold on
boy, don’t disrespect, uh
ridin’ with my gat, hold on
this my favorite tec, uh
let that thing sing, hold on
watch it hit your chest, hold on
that’s some f+ckin’ gas, uh
then i light the gas
blowin’ on that jitt pack, ayy
on that cookie pack, yeah, ayy
big n+gga, hey, ayy
big rat, hold on
you a lil’ cat, hey
lil’, what? what? what?
you a f+ckin’ cat, hey
you a f+ckin’ rat, hold on
shoot ’em nine times, ooh
he a f+ckin’ cat, yeah
i’m a big 9, hey
29 set, yeah, ayy, what?
ice water, uh
on top of my chest, ooh, what? ayy
ben baller, hey
call the vet, what? what? b+tch
got this ho on my d+ck, ooh, what?

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