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Sittin' high, still ridin' dem big
Still fly, still grindin', big checks
Still thuggin', still leanin' to the
You can bet that, you can bet

I ride, I shine, nigga, you can bet
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet
22's, how we roll
I'm a rider fa' sho

me and my dog we wylin'
7-Tre 7-5 ridin'
And we ain't on nothin', just vibin'
Big 9 with me 'cuz a fuck nigga me

They know, how I let him go
Kill his ass and make sho' at his
How the a O.B. gon' try me?
I'm O.G. on and off TV, see

fingers in the air, tell 'em fuck y'all
Tryin' to hate on my dawgs, fuck nah
Why you hatin' on a like that
Why you tryin' to stab a in his back

I know some niggaz like this
But them niggaz is the I'm like this
niggaz done made me mad
I'm to snap an' put this K on his ass

Sittin' high, still dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin', big checks
thuggin', still leanin' to the back
You can bet that, you can bet

I ride, I shine, nigga, you can bet
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet
22's, all we roll
I'm a dope fa' sho

Hey, I pull up Bentleys, lookin' they not annoyed
popped up lookin' like a Tonka Toy
If you like it you know can get that Almond Joy
Deez nuts nigga, Trick, I got ya boy

I'm clickin' over, lemme tell her I got call
Ridin' wit my popped up like I'm 'Above The Law'
Tires wet and nigga they still Armor-All
Tell me you fall, and I ain't got to use the arm at all

Bet Daddy finna Trick 'em, finna the paper
Chamillinator, me and we finna shred a hater
Tip the waiter Trick 'em like we finna date her
Get off ya sleeves let 'em breathe like a

Hey, can I say me and the King Of M.I.A
Finna, hey, touch ya niggaz and ya finna pay
Stay wit it hey, you we ain't finna
ya off the wheels and you can watch ya rims spin away

Sittin' high, ridin' dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin', getting big
thuggin', still leanin' to the back
You can bet that, you can bet

I ride, I shine, nigga, you can bet
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet
22's, all we roll
I'm a rider fa' sho

In the club wit my dogs we
Two straight gray dome ridin'
at cha boy go so many hoes
Look in his mouf he got so gold

I'm and I'm goin'
click, that's how we rollin'
Stay fly, stay right if ya know
And that's everywhere we go

All I do is
Drive my Chevy years
And let 'em the candy paint
Ain't it right? Ain't it Ain't it nice? Yes

like, "Who painted that?"
Candy apple green, lookin' mean
Tweety seat the digital dash
And a swat right in the ass

They wanna what I got in here
I got shit it hit betta run 'em up outta here
They ain't neva heard like that
And they ain't even turned the up yet

I aggressive music
I smoke, I to it
I drink so much
I think I to quit but I can't do it

Sittin' high, still ridin' dem big
Still fly, still grindin', big checks
Still thuggin', still to the back
You can bet that, you can bet

I ride, I shine, nigga, you can bet
I smoke, I drink, boy, you can bet
22's, 24's all we
I'm a rider fa' sho