yb (y.9th street) – ride on me lyrics
[hook]
sweet one come bruck that
i still walk round with my bruckback
can’t you tell by the bulge in my rucksack, clutch that
latex on when i touch that
bally on me like unknown t
i might take a trip to the 4, i might take a trip to the csb
i still tell the pagans ride on me
sweet one come bruck that
i still walk round with my bruckback
can’t you tell by the bulge in my rucksack, clutch that
latex on when i touch that
bally on me like unknown t
i might take a trip to the 4, i might take a trip to the csb
i still tell the pagans ride on me
[verse 1]
can’t you tell by the way that i step
hunchback, the dotties been weighing me down for a set
broski just f-cked up the rex, there’s bare dust left now he’s whipping again
bad b-tch on me, throw her 9 [?] up
told bro don’t worry if they cut
they might get away on foot
scars on the pcx and we will catch up
ching a man up, the bandos too hot
we still trap, just change our spots till the driver buss that u-ey
if he looks like he’s part of the squad
and they sing like rising talents, me and broski we’re rising mops
none of my bros been touched
why do you think that the score boards odd?
and they can’t make me do feet
i only run from the cid
no i ain’t lidge, don’t you get p-ssed when i ran from far that’s like tsg
i’ve seen bare man panic and scream, heartbeats drop when they buck my team
i’ve seen bare man panic and scream, heartbeats drop when they buck my team
[hook]
sweet one come bruck that
i still walk round with my bruckback
can’t you tell by the bulge in my rucksack, clutch that
latex on when i touch that
bally on me like unknown t
i might take a trip to the 4, i might take a trip to the csb
i still tell the pagans ride on me
sweet one come bruck that
i still walk round with my bruckback
can’t you tell by the bulge in my rucksack, clutch that
latex on when i touch that
bally on me like unknown t
i might take a trip to the 4, i might take a trip to the csb
i still tell the paigons ride on me
[verse 2]
push my shank deep, i ain’t worried bout death
we’ve been lurking around for so long i told bro i ain’t surprised that the cab man’s left
jet blades in paigon men
and feds already clocked this angle it’s about time we leave the paigon ends
and i just got done near for drilling
kick back, sip tea, i never laugh with friends
ask about a drilling they done
can’t lie, probably would’ve done nothing
i think the feds fell in love with the kid
that explains why they’re always tryna bring up cuffings
trust me i don’t lie on these tracks
if it weren’t me then broski did touch him
and i hate when i see them from far
now i gotta guess which fence he’s jumping
do it in a bruck down corsa, i’m riding p-ssy with the driver’s brucky
and i really do love my wap, go ask her back
kiki do you love me?
well obviously
if she did it for the same way i’m p-ssed
i only put trust in my clip
if you step on my strip
then you’re taking a risk
[hook/chorus]
sweet one come bruck that
i still walk round with my bruckback
can’t you tell by the bulge in my rucksack, clutch that
latex on when i touch that
bally on me like unknown t
i might take a trip to the 4, i might take a trip to the csb
i still tell the pagans ride on me
sweet one come bruck that
i still walk round with my bruckback
can’t you tell by the bulge in my rucksack, clutch that
latex on when i touch that
bally on me like unknown t
i might take a trip to the 4, i might take a trip to the csb
i still tell the pagans ride on me
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