Rider lyrics

[Intro: Lil Baby]
I love my n*gga next to me
I got a rider who would die for me
EarlOnTheBeat
All four pockets full
YSL

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Baby]
I do this for Maze in the motherf*ckin' trenches
I go get it, I go get it
My n*ggas gon' and get it
I got some n*ggas comin' with me to the top and I'ma take 'em
And I know them n*ggas hatin', but I'm waiting, I got patience

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Young Thug]
I got b*tches rollin' down on a n*gga
I go ride on a n*gga
I go ride all them n*ggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them n*ggas
I go ride all them n*ggas
Go around all them n*ggas
I go ride all them n*ggas on my way to the top
(I'm on my way)
I lost some homies, they got popped
(I lost some homies, they got popped)
Couple homies they got shot (Tutututututu)
I don't count it for a man
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I want that money and I ain't first
And I ain't lost and I gon' get it and get it
f*ck I leave it all adjustin'
b*tches won't f*ck my neck just they probably won't f*ck my pocket
That's why all you n*ggas watchin', come try me, the option is only you n*gga
I don't get no money, f*ck with true n*ggas
I'm so stiff on y'all hoes
n*gga know how I harsh and I get money on them hoes (Racks, racks)
I'm tryna accomplish my goals
All these n*ggas b*tches and I know it for sure
I got different whips, I got cars galore
I got different b*tches, I got women galore
All I know is money and I need me some more
You know I ain't just talkin', they know this
And I just popped that motherf*cker, I show sh*t
I'm already hood-rich, and I tryna go legit
I need another way I'm tryna rap about this sh*t

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Young Thug]
I got b*tches rollin' down on a n*gga
I go ride on a n*gga
I go ride all them n*ggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them n*ggas
I go ride all them n*ggas
Go around all them n*ggas
I go ride all them n*ggas on my way to the top
(I'm on my way)
I lost some homies, they got popped
(I lost some homies, they got popped)
Couple homies they got shot (Tutututututu)
I don't count it for a man
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Never had a job and never plan on getting one
I came here they rowdy b*tches know it's one on one
Let's meet there, relax, I won
Change from the Pentagon next thing on her tongue
Five-hundred cash with me that's why I got this bag on (Racks)
I came from rags to riches now tryna sell out the dome
My b*tches skinny dippin' they all got thongs on
You ain't tryna get rich you gotta gone gone gone
I got my weed from Jamaica, Sean Paul
Tryna be the reason n*ggas hating on all y'all
Stayed down in this law, we get paid off
Big homie taught me if it's a plug don't run off, ayy
n*gga stack a G like a Phillipean
And we smokin' weed, drinkin' codeine (Drank it, drank it)
And I got some M's I could buy Hardees (I could buy Hardees)
And I got some water, you can't walk in these
Turn the mansion to a club, let's have a party (Let's have a party)
We got options, you can drink some Act, red or green?
All this [?] I drink
Got me tearin' up the f*ckin' street
I like it, I see the green, I know CD

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Young Thug]
I got b*tches rollin' down on a n*gga
I go ride on a n*gga
I go ride all them n*ggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them n*ggas
I go ride all them n*ggas
Go around all them n*ggas
I go ride all them n*ggas on my way to the top
(I'm on my way)
I lost some homies, they got popped
(I lost some homies, they got popped)
Couple homies they got shot (Tutututututu)
I don't count it for a man