Joyridin’ lyrics

[Intro: Samples]
Dump Gawd
You ever notice how you come across somebody [?] you shouldn't have f*cked with?
That's me

[Verse 1]
I'll put a f*ck n*gga in deep water like pig slaughter
n*gga started screamin' like the daughter
My intelligence is not to be played with
I spray clips out the driver side of the spaceship (Babababa!)
Runnin' through cash with a style so dope
I come around and MCs have strokes, it's like they seen a ghost
Me and the Heckler so close, plus we do the most
Heatin' n*ggas like pot roast
What I mean by that is I Glock tote; I don't read off notes
My reality is full of them quotes
Stainless steel bang, grab the wheel, add a kill, half a mil
To show you that the math is real
Bismillah before I feast on prey; the shadows is grey
I ain't f*ckin' with the games that you play
Do this sh*t tomorrow? We can do this sh*t today
Bury me a G no matter where the f*ck I lay
Tomorrow's not promised for a gangsta

[Chorus]
Tomorrow's not promised for a gangsta
Survivin' drive-bys, dear God, I'd like to thank ya
Financial standings is where n*ggas rank ya
So my only focus is gettin' paper
Tomorrow's not promised for a gangsta
Survivin' drive-bys, dear God, I'd like to thank ya
Financial standings is where n*ggas rank ya
So my only focus is gettin' paper
[Verse 2]
It's Dump Gawd unlimited
Shootin' fifty clips 'til we motherf*ckin' finish it
Sippin' lemonade, Gatorade; I'm gator-made
Thick skin, this sh*t is tailor-made, the high-grade
Pop you like stripper pus*y
Any n*gga thinkin' I'm pus*y, burn 'em like overcooked sushi
I'm ahead of my time like space travel
Battle - that's gon' leave you six up in the gravel
I ain't got a pocket full of stones
Break your f*ckin' neck, now my pocket full of bones
Catch you alone a long way from home
Do a dance after I kill you to Diddy Combs
Celebrate your f*ckin' death; puttin' foes to rest
As long as I find a way out of this mess (I don't give a f*ck)

[Chorus]
Tomorrow's not promised for a gangsta
Survivin' drive-bys, dear God, I'd like to thank ya
Financial standings is where n*ggas rank ya
So my only focus is gettin' paper
Tomorrow's not promised for a gangsta
Survivin' drive-bys, dear God, I'd like to thank ya
Financial standings is where n*ggas rank ya
So my only focus is gettin' paper