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The Cool Kids

Ridin' Clean

 

Ridin' Clean

(album: Before Shit Got Weird - 2022)


I'ma low riding smoker, nigga, and we get money
Pour a deuce in some 'xotic, pop it's finna get muddy
Slow down, I seen some cheeks and that ass wood slumpy
See the wheels, riding clean, you can't really fuck with me
I'ma low riding smoker, nigga, and we get money
Pour a deuce in some 'xotic, it's finna get muddy
Slow down, I seen some cheeks and that ass wood slumpy
See the wheels, riding clean, you can't really fuck with me

Said link up, bro, log in it's work time, you called in
Diamonds don't come in them colors, bro, what you called it?
Mama, you know who to text, two computers, you connect
I do the steps, it'll get her wet as barracuda spit
Barking up the right tree, you're getting to the root of it
I'm asking questions like: "What's life like when you got [?]?"
Do your shit, niggas start biting and it get out of hand
Grab a seat, grab us a drink, and turn the decibels
The commas and the decimals important as your vegetables
How else you think you spent the month in Cabo, Mexico
It's better over here, peep the numbers on the schedule
Guarantee you'll never let 'em go

I'ma low riding smoker, nigga, and we get money
Pour a deuce in some 'xotic, pop it's finna get muddy
Slow down, I seen some cheeks and that ass wood slumpy
See the wheels, riding clean, you can't really fuck with me
I'ma low riding smoker, nigga, and we get money
Pour a deuce in some 'xotic, pop it's finna get muddy
Slow down, I seen some cheeks and that ass wood slumpy
See the wheels, riding clean, you can't really fuck with me

Hit it 'til you cough
Double meanings though I be getting off
Let it sit marinate then let it simmer
Just like a roux she like yeah bitch it's getting thick
[?]
Telling all yo muthafucking business
I'm just seeing how it fits, if the glue made it stick
If the sail catches wind, if the paper need a pen
And you just wanna win and I get it, get in
It's a win-win-win, whatever way you spin it
You taught me how it's been in the past with other niggas
Experience teaches lessons so you really see the vision
But I ain't the law, live it up, have a ball
If it's me then it's a treat, please believe we'll do it all

done

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