Ends
Ends
Ends
I’m riding through my ends
I’m riding through my ends
I’m riding through my ends
I’m riding through my ends
Baby do you have plans?
I could scoop you in the Benz
I got money I could spend
Girl I know wanna dance
Your body put my in a trance
It don’t make no sense
Cause you way way more than a ten
See you rockin’ different brands
You a cutie and you fancy(?)
And you nothin’ like these other hoes
Like you from a different land
I gotta place if you wanna go
And we could smoke a couple grams
And if you bout it girl just let me know
Ride me like a bike Tour de France
Tell me what I need to prove
You ain’t got nothing to lose
It’s my turn to make a move
Cause you don’t do the things I do
Like I do it yaa
Laser(?) rebel(?) hype you
I tried to enlighten you
Lame dudes tryna Skype you woah
I just pull her right through woah
I heard that you like extreme highs yeah
Cause we gon get real high yeah
And everything can sit right yeah
All I need is in the east side yeah
I’m riding through my ends
Baby do you have plans?
I could scoop you in the Benz
I got money I could spend
Girl I know wanna dance
Your body put my in a trance
It don’t make no sense
Cause you way way more than a tent