We Ride - Birdman & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

It's up

Fast money, Cash Money, motherfucker (Drum Dummie, yeah, yeah)

Yeah

Yeah, I say the pressure is on, nigga

Them birds in town, nigga

You know we 'bout to get it on (It's up)

And we ride and we ride and we fly and we fly

Nigga, you know we 'bout to get it on

Yeah, I say the pressure is on, nigga

Them M's in town, nigga

You know we 'bout to get it on (It's up)

And we ride and we ride and we high and we high

Nigga, you know we 'bout to get it on, blatt

They know them people in Durangos (Durangos)

Pulled a left, start to stop a nigga game flow (Stop a game flow)

Yeah, we got them choppa with them same clothes (Same clothes)

Pussy nigga poppin' up with the same flow (With the same flow)

We got the choppa in the Range Rover (In the Range Rover)

Four deep in a Lamb' and a Range Rover (And a Range Rover)

Yeah, we in a Benz wit' hundred stacks

They know that we coming back (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

We doing the flipping stacks (And we flipping stacks)

Yeah, I got the Bentley with a mil' in it (With a mil' in it)

Full dope, four doors and a mil' in it (With a mil' in it)

Yeah, we got some beef with some pussy niggas

We know how we get it wit' em (Pussy nigga)

We know how we gon' deal wit' em (How we gon' deal wit' em)

Yeah, I say the pressure is on, nigga

Them birds in town, nigga

You know we 'bout to get it on (It's up)

And we ride and we ride and we fly and we fly

Nigga, you know we 'bout to get it on

Yeah, I say the pressure is on, nigga

Them M's in town, nigga

You know we 'bout to get it on (It's up)

And we ride and we ride and we high and we high

Nigga, you know we 'bout to get it on (And you know that I'ma get mine)

Even if I got to slang iron

Youngin' right here that's on side of me

Sixteen, bangin' at the same time

My nerves bad, went in my pack to ease my mind

Niggas hatin' but ain't gettin' close to me

I'ma fuck these hoes while I steady keep my wrist on shine

Hundred for that Redeye Charger

'Nother hundred grand for my momma, fifty for my brother lawyer

Fifty-five hundred for these sticks to keep the pussy niggas in order, come on, bang out

Meech get a bitch from St. Bernard, drive way to Florida

Then probably be back up in that North, talkin' one night later (My label)

Ten million for my label, now sittin' on the table (Yeah, yeah)

Youngin' played up where they trap at, ski'd up, tryna take 'em (Yeah, yeah)

All my niggas who real, with them I'm gon' break paper (Break paper)

Still no fuckin' over niggas fakin'

Yeah, I say the pressure is on, nigga

Them birds in town, nigga

You know we 'bout to get it on (It's up)

And we ride and we ride and we fly and we fly

Nigga, you know we 'bout to get it on

Yeah, I say the pressure is on, nigga

Them M's in town, nigga

You know we 'bout to get it on (It's up)

And we ride and we ride and we high and we high

Nigga, you know we 'bout to get it on, blatt (Yeah)

Look I'm back up in this bitch

And in this bitch, I got them sticks

How many you went and copped?

How many of 'em that I could get

Look I got three Unc', and that's ninety shots

Gon' clear the whole street, they talkin' millions, we can beef

I'm screamin', "Fuck that, we can meet"

He a cold-blooded motherfucker

Never been no stranger, built for this gangster shit

Down for some danger

Cold lil' nigga, like, Uptown finger

Trigger finger nigga like, "Who wan' bang out?"

My cold lil' nigga like, "Who wan' bang us?"

Talm' 'bout, "Uptown trigger finger, who want bang wit' us?"

You know this pimpin', been had the drip nigga, ya' understand me? (Who wan' bang wit' us?)

Big money talk boy, ain't no small talk 'round here

(Like, who wan' bang wit' us?)

Hold on Five, Mouseman, catch the cut

Beezy, handle that, Big J, you know what it is

Jubba G, let's get it

Big money shit, anybody can get it

Rich Gang, blatt