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synth - ridin/born sinner lyrics
ridin’ (born sinner) lyrics – playboi carti
(what?)
(what? what?)
yeah, and i put this on onyx, i’m gon’ ride for one (yeah, ride, ride)
homicide, homicide, homicide (yeah)
i already took my shirt off, hold up, yeah (yeah, what? what?)
i’m ridin’ with the windows down, yeah (yeah, uh, yeah, what)
lord, can you please give me a break? (lord, yeah)
lord, can you spare me? (okay)
lord, can you spare me? yeah
lord, can you spare me?
uh, tattoos on my motherf_cking body
uh, i can’t f_ck with no_f_cking_body
uh, popped the trunk, you know i grab the shotty
uh, uh, you know i got it, uh
diamonds all in my cuffs
too many racks, they make me look buff, yeah
i’m in the trap, she playin’ my stuff, yeah
can’t talk to the b_tch, she like to get rough, yeah
i walk with the wolves
yeah, we got them tools, i’m making a move
put the bag on your head, hold up, boy you gon’ lose, ooh
on the flip side, we ain’t really had sh_t
went our game up, and now we finally rich
got a whole lotta sh_t, we was tossing them bricks, uh, yeah
i was busting those ‘scrips, yeah, yeah
50k on the b_tch
yeah, let’s go
i already took my shirt off, hold up, yeah (yeah, ho’, took my shirt off)
i’m ridin’ with the windows down, yeah (yeah, let’s go, yeah)
(what, jump out, yeah)
lord, can you please give me a break? (give me a break, yeah)
lord, can you spare me? (okay)
lord, can you spare me? yeah
lord, can you spare me?
n_ggas talking ’bout pressure
50k on my dresser, give that sh_t to a young boy
do this sh_t on the regular
n_gga, give a f_ck ’bout nothing
f_ck acting tough, b_tch we really rough
got a whole lotta guns, yeah, yeah
steal you out your funds
made it out the mud, yeah, now we having fun
whole motherf_cking b_tches in here, we ain’t hating no one, ah
whole lotta b_tches in here, they gon’ f_ck on something, okay
all this money on me, you know i gotta pay for events, okay
all this money i’m piling, i got a paper cut, yeah
ooh, i’m really up, i’m really up, yeah
i’m so up, up, up, b_tch i think i’m really stuck, yeah
you can’t f_ck us, yeah, we really cut sh_t, yeah
in the front’s, yeah, we pop it up right here b_tch, let’s go
uh, jump out the window, you feeling this sh_t
jump out the window, you feeling this sh_t
ready the b_tch, we ready to hit
yeah, we ready for sh_t
n_ggas ain’t really wi_yeah
we ready for sh_t
n_ggas ain’t really with the bricks, yeah
(ride!)
homicide, homicide, homicide
yeah, yeah
i already took my shirt off, hold up, yeah (yeah, what? what?)
i’m ridin’ with the windows down, yeah (what? yeah, yeah)
lord, can you please give me a break? (lord, yeah)
lord, can you spare me? (okay)
lord, can you spare me? yeah
lord, can you spare me?
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