Ride with Me - Freestyle

I’m with ya bitch getting head

And I’m giving you the heads up (MMM)

Hit her with a leg up, guess i had a leg up

Got you in ya feelings, all fed up (MMM)

And I’m giving you the heads up even though my breads up

You could get ya mother fucking head buss (MMM)

Either the box or the hearse or the doc and the nurse

Tryna stitch a nigga head up (MMM)

Left-Left open like a suitcase

Kick him in his mouth, how my shoe taste?(MMM)

Looking at me with the screw face

Get you choked now you looking like a smurf with the blue face (MMM)

Out in Cali' with the bally

And the Bentley got new plates (MMM)

Thinking bout how to get new cakes

Staring at the stars on the roof of the new wraith (MMM)

Word, you a bird

Have you floating in the pond since you had me on a goose chase (MMM)

I’m undefeated, I never lost

Naw!

Never even had a tie like shoelace (MMM)

Look, I be giving dimes out

Ha’e that shit that killed Amy Winehouse (MMM)

Trynna get ya wife on Skype but I’m bout to make her sign out

Nigga watch crying bout?

(MMM)

When I pull mine out

Shawty said «Ooo, Lemme find out (MMM)

Put it in, then she was «Ooo can you please climb out?

Imma really need a timeout"(MMM)

Timeout!

I throw that Yak back

Smoke cat piss till i need a cat nap (MMM)

Niggers know the boy street

Thinking that the boy sweet

Four piece, Boop!

Boop!

Bap!

Bap!(MMM)

That’s facts

I was in school with the nine in the backpack

It was matte black

My favorite gun at the time until i got that Mac (MMM)

I don’t just just rap raps

But nigga you could get the picture like a snapchat (MMM)

Cock gets back, then gets clap

Like *makes gun sound* off witch snapback (MMM)

Lemme backtrack.

This is snack rap

Putting rappers in the bag like rap snacks (MMM)

You need some butt shots

Ya ass is flat as a flap jack (MMM)

All the skinny girls in the world

Don’t listen to that crap (MMM)

But listen to this

If i get with a chick

She thick as a bitch

Bitch, pull the track back

No cheat code, I go beast mode

Every time I throw a beat on (MMM)

Ready for the war like I came to the stu

With face paint and fatigues on (MMM)

Uh, what I do imma keep doin'

Keep a new pair of sneaks on (MMM)

In the studio, A/C all year

Even in the winter we don’t even turn the heat on (MMM)

Bring a Mac to ya mother house

Then, Put the Mac in ya mother mouth (MMM)

Put the Mac in his mother mouth?

Yo, word to my mother you be bugging' out (MMM)

That sound like some shit that came out my brother mouth (MMM)

But I still run up on you armed up, arms up, I ain’t tryna hug it out (MMM)

Yo, I don’t give a fuck about

No bitch.

But you know what i love about (MMM)

Yo bitch?

I love her mouth

You tryna give her babies, I’m tryna make her suck it out

Cut it out