[Intro: Robb Banks & Birdman]
Yuh
Rich Gang
[Pre-Chorus: Robb Banks]
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Rainin' and it's pourin' (yuh)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh)
Birds be flyin', soarin' (yuh)
Aye, aye, aye (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Absolute that's law (yuh)
I command a army (brr)
Femto, King of Longing
[Chorus: Robb Banks]
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (aye, aye, aye)
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (aye, aye, aye)
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (SSET, aye, aye, SSET)
Slide on 'em niggas
Slide on 'em niggas (ah!)
[Verse 1: Robb Banks]
Forgiatos came on a sprinter van, do the race
Magic School Bus, turn to groupie lust, POV
Leave her flower gang, I'ma throw it up, no bouquet(ya digg?)
Still take the mollys, jaws lock like a diamond in a safe
I had to shine on 'em, Sean John, uh, uh, uh
Big SSET, whip it out the ball, uh, uh, uh (cook up, cook up, cook up)
Lil mama soaked with lip gloss, uh, uh (fuck nigga)
Big thick bitch on the pole, uh, uh
Told that bitch to stop playin', come closer (ya digg?)
I'ma put my finger in her, test the water (eh)
Got pH balance, pounds half, tight rubber (yuh, yuh)
Ate her out on Christmas, my teeth colder than my shoulder (tuh)
Lamborghini drag (ya digg?), God Hand bag (ya digg?)
Mashin' on the gas (yeah), throw the SSET up when I pass (SSET)
Gave these niggas breath (ah), drippin' mix match (yuh)
Wok, Tech, pop, uh, what you call that, aye (yuh yuh yuh yuh)
[Pre-Chorus: Robb Banks & Birdman]
Rich Gang
Rainin' and it's pourin' (yuh)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh)
Birds be flyin', soarin' (yuh)
Aye, aye, aye (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Bad and broken hearted (yuh)
She call me 2PhoneShawty (brr)
Is you nice or naughty?
[Chorus: Robb Banks]
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (aye, aye, aye)
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (aye, aye, aye)
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (SSET, aye, aye, SSET)
Slide on 'em niggas
Slide on 'em niggas (ah!)
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Hublot watch, it's diamonds 'round it
Fssh, how the money machine be soundin' (fssh)
Nigga, you know you ain't even 'bout it
9 on me, but he ain't even childish
Throw a smoke bomb down your van
Fonem cappin' your shit with a tan
Bitch, we been crossed the fence
So there ain't no extendo, ice on me
Wait 'til these hoes and these folks see the lights on me
Aye, a smooth car (skr), drive slow 'cause I got this pipe on me (skr)
Got trips on me, how that hoe had a night? Got strips on me
She put her lips on me, I flame up a blunt and smoke on it
Nigga, you don't want it
Sneak diss us, we gon' make you choke on it (facts)
You better run fast, faster then Usain Bolt, homie
Two liter, filled that bitch with 8 plus 4, brodie
Put it in sport, brodie (skr)
This bitch ain't pass faster than a road runner, aye
[Pre-Chorus: Robb Banks]
Rainin' and it's pourin' (yuh)
Let it drown the foreign (yuh)
Birds be flyin', soarin' (yuh)
Aye, aye, aye (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Bad and broken hearted (yuh)
She call me 2PhoneShawty (brr)
Is you nice or naughty?
[Chorus: Robb Banks]
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (yuh, yuh)
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Ride with my niggas
Ride with my niggas (aye, aye, aye)
Slide on 'em niggas
Slide on 'em niggas (aye, aye aye)
[Outro: Robb Banks]
Yadigg, yuh, dig?
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, you dig?
Skrt it down for him, aye, aye
Score the ground for him, score the ground for him, aye
Freak hoes, uh huh, freak hoe
Bouncin', make yo
Yeah, uh huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
SSET, SSET
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