When We Ride

All black when we ride

Niggas cannot fuckin hide

This that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind

If I'm lying then I'm dying

Is you riding or is you dying

Quit with all that faking bitch

Is you trying or is you lying

All black when we ride

Niggas cannot fuckin hide

This that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind

If I'm lying then I'm dying

Is you riding or is you dying

Quit with all that faking bitch

Is you trying or is you lying

All black when we ride

Niggas cannot fuckin hide

This that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind

If I'm lying then I'm dying

Is you riding or is you dying

Quit with all that faking bitch

Is you trying or is you lying

[Chris Travis:]

Smoked a thousand blunts

Got a nigga feeling too straight

With a bad bitch and I'm giving her that bukkake

Nigga fuck you mean, I get a new bitch every tuesday

Boy you niggas trippin, better tie up that shoelace

Chris fucking Travis, boy you ain't gotta like me

I'm steezin on yo main bitch or better yet yo wifey

No doubt that ima take her muthafucka more than likely

I slip back to my town and told that pretty bitch to skype me

I ride around my town my nigga blowin on that chronic

I hit the nearest mickey d's for my fuckin munchies

I'm laughing at you niggas cause yall so fuckin funny

Bitch it's a dark day even when it's fuckin sunny

Shoutout to the Houston queen Amber fuckin London

I'm sliding rolling solo and that Pimp C bitch I'm bumpin

I'm lighting kush blunts cause a nigga feeling grumpy

While you texting yo bitch my nigga I hope you know she fucking

All black when we ride

Niggas cannot fuckin hide

This that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind

If I'm lying then I'm dying

Is you riding or is you dying

Quit with all that faking bitch

Is you trying or is you lying

All black when we ride

Niggas cannot fuckin hide

This that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind

If I'm lying then I'm dying

Is you riding or is you dying

Quit with all that faking bitch

Is you trying or is you lying

[Amber London:]

You ain't fuckin with the realest, trillest, bitches on the rise

Grippin the wheel and poppin the pill

We got to kill with no disguise

Niggas think it's all gravy but at stake with a fuckin snake

You can't escape, we keepin it real my nigga it ain't nothing fake

I ain't dying, i ain't crying, no lying, ima ride bitch

You side bitch, the only time you on top is when you ride dick

You tried this, lil nigga shoe size, size 6

Smokin on exotic that narcotic make my eyes sit

Don't act like you get it when you don't

Cause yo wig they will split and then sit it on the trunk

See them niggas ain't no punks

See them niggas ain't no lames

Switchin lanes but ain't no snitching

Bitch we come from different things

See them hoes don't know no pain

And I ain't never felt regret

So I'm strapped, Mac and the Chrome and I'm aimed at yo neck

Naw Amber ain't no killer G

But I can do you lyricliy

Come fuck with me

I'll gladly take you bitches where the spirits be

You hearing me?