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yung reece - ride with the k lyrics

(intro)
ride with the k
big chops, got a lot of shottas today
wristw-tch shining every time of the day
bad b-tch, i’mma put the d-ck in your face
i switch blades got a new ak
100k bands every new payday
she give face every time i wake
suck my d-ck then get out my way

(verse 1)
new drop
b-tches on my d-ck giving good top
a n-gga just been shinin like a new watch
trying to steal my style with new cop
skrt around the block, its a shoot off
what you doing now?
get to shooting now
watch a p-ssy boy day get ruined now
big bands, how we gonna get to losin now?
i just been drippin
louie or gucci or givenchy
all my dawgs with me
white b-tch doin c0ke no whitney
stop reminiscing
you is not the one that i been missin
i been steady workin on a mission
they be steady watching i just tell em listen, like

(verse 2)
“how he do that”
sh-t, i’m crazy
the way i’m going, i’mma buy a mercedes
2 80’s, ridin around with two babies
you can come hop on the new coupe baby
she suck d-ck feel like no tooth lady
b-tch is too crazy
long as she ain’t basic, sh-t
just face it, i am just not patient
when i see yo -ss on the block we are fading
ride with the k
big chops, got a lot of shottas today
wristw-tch shining every time of the day
bad b-tch, imma put the d-ck in your face
i switch blades, got a new ak
100k bands every new payday
she give face every time i wake
suck my d-ck then get out my way

(chorus)
brand new k, keep it on the low tho
right wrist ice brick, your b-tch my b-tch
i guess i been f-cking on the low tho
these cap boys all in the game get plays, they fake, can’t f-ck with these locals
don’t talk i just speak my vocals
i guess i done stole up yo hoe bro
my walk all designer no polo

(verse 3)
imma just dip out the back
and put sum shots in they back
spent one day with your new thot
you won’t ever ever get her back (my hoe)
ak 47 in the back
big k’s mac eleven and a gatt
i’m steady wit slime say slatt
new choppa sound like a scat pack
the patek
all on my wrist like gadget
all of my b-tches the baddest
should i benz coupe, wraith or jag it?
balenciaga shoes, double c jacket
i’m a prada dude, stay with the fashion
i could switch them and flip them like it’s gymnastics
i’mma tip them, no tab, i ain’t talking acid (uhuh- uhuh)
uhuh- uhuh ( ye! )
i pop the trunk ( ye! )
you getting dumped ( ye! )
said i keep it in the back, the f-cking drum ( that’s facts! )
i be feeling like a band with sticks and drums ( ye! )
i pop it out it going dun-dudun-dudun
where you coming from?
make a n-gga run
and if they asking you ain’t seeing f-cking nun’
because i got the funds
k!ll your boy for fun (yessir, yessir!)

(verse 4)
finna hop out of that porsce and i show these boys what the f-ck it is
i gotta show that cap n-gga i make noise when the 44 trying to get lit
bring back times with the bros tho
hold up, can you tell me where your hoe go?
‘cause i’m thinking of hopping into the photo
new patek your b-tch, it’s the rose gold
no 4 doors, hoppin in the wraith, i got it
talking that sh-t i’mma have to just pop him
2, 3 shots take him out with no option
slide out banging no doubt that we got him
bands fallin out my pocket, i got it
drop top coupe and it closes robotic
gas pack just like my whip exotic
came back from the show and i’m hitting a broad up just like

(outro)
hey!
what is you doing today?
i just came back from the show
i was just moving some k’s
but i made you some funds today
kinda been on the run today
and i know that you wanna stay
so i dip out the back

- yung reece lyrics

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