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[Intro]
Yeah
(Ayy, what these n*ggas on, Soulja?)
(Gxmini, f*ck this sh*t up)
Phew, phew-phew

[Verse 1]
In the mirror watchin' my eyes roll back (Eyes roll back)
The—these .308's blow yo sh*t back, ooh, yuh
Baby girl why you lookin' so sad? (So sad)
Just bagged me a bad b*tch from Quebec, ooh, yuh (From Quebec, ooh, yuh)
My n*gga jump off a cliff, yeah, I'm gon' follow bro, yuh
Is you a die-r or rider? (Rider)
Is you a typer or slider?
Bud right in my lungs when I wake up (Ugh)
Sometimes it's hard just to get up
You got popped in your tummy, can't get up
Tired, all of these n*ggas really can't get rid of me
I'm really up there
I caught a witness I'm taking his cеll
Some of my n*ggas ain't makin' it bail
Watch a opp get cooked whilе I'm making a kale (Ye)
Young n*gga puffin on veggie
I cut a n*gga out of my circle like Eddie
Lil bands on his head Percs got him already
These .45 bullets they comin' at his head-y
Young n*gga uppin' that 30
Say he on that he ain't really get dirty
This sh*t make me dance like Shirley
f*ck my old ho, I think she cursed me
Moving on too quick thinking it hurt me
Just seen a lil big booty thang they ain't learn
f*ck these zombie ass n*ggas they can't just turn me
[Bridge]
(I could see Hollywood burning), yeah
(I could see ATL burning), yeah, yeah girl
Did it for you
Why would you desert me? (I could see Houston burning)
I can see Houston burning
Broke n*gga buying these Birkin's
Riding with some heats that's Turkish
Ridin' with a Glock that's shirtless (Phew)

[Refrain]
Ridin' round huh, huh
Ridin' round huh, huh
Ridin' round huh, huh
Ridin' round huh, uh-huh
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas (Yeah)
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas (Yeah)
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas, yeah
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas, yeah (Yeah)
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas, yeah
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas
Ridin' round looking for n*ggas, yeah (Yeah)
Ridin' round—
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Bridge]
In the mirror watchin' my eyes roll back
These .308's blow yo sh*t back, ooh yuh (Blow yo sh*t back, ooh, yuh)
(Throw yo sh*t back, ooh, yuh)
(Throw yo sh*t back, ooh, yuh)
My n*gga jump off a cliff yeah I'm gon' follow bro yuh (gon' follow bro yuh)
Bud right in my lungs when I wake up
Sometimes it's hard to just get up
Got popped in his tummy, can't sit up
Tired, all of these n*ggas really can't get rid of me
I'm really up there
I caught a witness I'm taking his cell
Some of my n*ggas ain't got it for bail
Watch a opp get cooked while I'm making a kale

[Verse 2]
No, he can't hop in a cab
Hop in a Uber we takin it over
We cookin' yo' block and we shootin' like soldiers
Move with the paper on me like a phone book, yuh
My n*ggas fish with no hook
My ho Medusa, I'll shoot you boy don't look
Three piece, jugged the n*gga right out of his product
Go sneak sneak I brought the A.R.P. in the Dior
Yeah I'm f*ckin that ho
f*ckin that ho till her pus*y get soaked
di*k in her chest yeah I'm punchin' her soul
New opp, n*gga just copped a new bowl
New pack young n*gga copped a new gat
Glocks out make a n*gga family sad
Put your fists up then smack 'em Mike Tyson
Send him so high, young n*gga went hiking
Yeah, in the mountains
(Ahem, flrrr)
Fly, yeah
[Outro]
Ridin with a Glock that's shirtless
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh— uh-huh
Ridin—ridin' lookin' for n*ggas
Ridin—ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas
Ridin—ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas, yeah
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas, yeah
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas, yeah
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas
Ridin' round lookin' for n*ggas, yeah
Ridin' round