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Sittin' high, still ridin' dem big
Still fly, still grindin', getting big
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 dope fa' sho

me and my dog we wylin'
7-Tre 7-5 dope
And we trippin' on nothin', just vibin'
Big 9 with me 'cuz a fuck tried me

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

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

I know some don't like this
But niggaz is the reason I'm like this
Fuck niggaz done me mad
I'm 'bout to an' put this K on his ass

Sittin' high, ridin' dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin', getting big
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, all we roll
I'm a rider fa' sho

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

I'm clickin' over, lemme tell her I got another
wit my trunk 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 dinner waiter Trick 'em like we finna her
Get off ya sleeves let 'em breathe a ventilator

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

high, still ridin' dem big whips
Still fly, grindin', getting big checks
Still thuggin', 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 wit my dogs we wylin'
Two coup gray dome ridin'
Look at cha boy go so many
in his mouf he got so many gold

I'm sippin' and I'm
Whole click, how we rollin'
Stay fly, stay if ya didn't know
And that's that we go

All I do is
Drive my through 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
seat with the digital dash
And a swat right in the ass

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

I aggressive music
I smoke, I to it
I so much sometimes
I I need to quit but I can't do it

Sittin' high, still 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