🎵 RIDE // by Nash Naanai

3 ContributorsRIDE Lyrics [Chorus: Nash Naanai] Common for catching a vibe Diving in space when i drive Everybody wanna play til You got the tears in your eyes Keeping my sleeves off my heart Now I’m doing what i want Better keep this in your rotation Like you just rolling a blunt [Verse 1: Offset] Offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo! Rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends I'm ridin' around in a coupe (coupe) I take your bih right from you (you) Bitch, I'm a dog, roof (grr) Beat the ho walls loose (hey) Hop in the frog, whoo (skrt) I tell that bih to come comfort me (comfort me) I swear these niggas is under me (hey) They hate and the devil keep jumpin' me (jumpin' me) Bankrolls on me keep me company (cash) Ayy, we do the most Yeah, pull up in Ghosts (whoo) Yeah, my diamond's a choker (glah) Holdin' the fire with no holster (blaow) Rick the Ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler) This a Rollie, not a Muller (hey) Dabbin' on 'em like the usual (dab) Magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic) Courtside with a bad bitch (bitch) Then I send the bitch through Uber (go) I'm young and rich and plus I'm bougie (hey) I'm not stupid so I keep the Uzi (rrah) Rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends So my money makin' my back ache (aagh) You niggas got a low Act rate (Act) We from the Nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf) Fat Cookie blunt in the ashtray (cookie) Two bitches, just national smash day (smash) Hop in the Lamb, have a drag race (skrt) I let them birds take a bath, bae (brr) [Chorus: Nash Naanai] Common for catching a vibe Diving in space when i drive Everybody wanna play til You got the tears in your eyes Keeping my sleeves off my heart Now I’m doing what i want Better keep this in your rotation Like you just rolling a blunt Common for catching a vibe Diving in space when i drive Everybody wanna play til You got the tears in your eyes Keeping my sleeves off my heart Now I’m doing what i want Better keep this in your rotation Like you just rolling a blunt [Verse 2: Quavo] Pour a four, I'm droppin' muddy, outer space—Kid Cudi (drank) Introduce me to your bitch as wifey and we know she sluttin' Broke a brick down, nutted butted, now that nigga duckin' Don't move too fast, I might shoot ya (huh?) Draco bad and boujee (draco) I'm always hangin' with shooters (brrah) Might be posted somewhere secluded (private) Still be playin' with pots and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille Run with that sack, call me Boobie (run with it) When I'm on stage show me boobies (ayy) Ice on my neck, I'm the coolest (ice) Hop out the suicide with the Uzi (pew-pew-pew) I pull up, I pull up, I pull up I hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck (skrrt) I'm cookin', I'm cookin', I'm whippin' I'm whippin' into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up) I gave her 10 racks I told her go shoppin' and spend it all at the pop up (ten) These bitches, they fuck and suck dick And they bustin' for Instagram, get your clout up Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a Segway (go) Yeah, dat way, I used to trap by the Subway (trappin') Yeah, dat way, young nigga trap with the AK (rrrah) Yeah, dat way, big dyke ho, get the door, Macy Gray (hey) [Chorus: Nash Naanai] Common for catching a vibe Diving in space when i drive Everybody wanna play til You got the tears in your eyes Keeping my sleeves off my heart Now I’m doing what i want Better keep this in your rotation Like you just rolling a blunt Common for catching a vibe Diving in space when i drive Everybody wanna play til You got the tears in your eyes Keeping my sleeves off my heart Now I’m doing what i want Better keep this in your rotation Like you just rolling a blunt