Ride Around

(альбом: K.I.D.S. - 2010)

Riding with the window down, rolling through the city
Got the weed going 'round and the Most Dope with me, hey
Simply getting high like it's 1969
I'ma be grinding 'til the kid a-hundred-sixty
New York, Atlanta too, flyer than Santa's shoes
She bring her camera through, I'm playing Crash Bandicoot
This be the bitch, got some cock to serve her
I'ma rape the game, no Roethlisberger, hey
Above the clouds, seeing stars like L.A.
Have your girl always coming back like Elway
I'ma be rich, that's what they tell me
So let me start working with this paper like an essay, hey
Athleticism, working game when I'm getting women
The freshest linen, like I'm spitting through your television
In a daydream, living while these minutes pass me by
Lean back and hang these Nikes out the ride, just

Roll the windows down, turn the system up
We just tryna ride around, 'cause we don't give a fuck
Got a full tank of gas and some shit to smoke
Hey, let's just hit the road
Roll the windows down, turn the system up
We just tryna ride around, 'cause we don't give a fuck
Got a full tank of gas and some shit to smoke
Hey, let's just hit the road

Rocking khaki colored jeans and a plain white tee
Nike watch, POW! chain, spend a day like me, hey
Every day like a movie scene
Smoking weed, eyes glued to the computer screen
I'm super duper skeed, riding in the Civic
Just got some speakers, now I'm trying get it tinted
Every dream vivid, talk it how I live it
Uh, up in the air playing Quidditch, bitches
This is once in a lifetime
They gon' put me in a flight, no Priceline
Used to want to be in Marvel, fighting crimes
'Til I realized the boy had the nicest rhymes

Roll the windows down, turn the system up
We just tryna ride around, 'cause we don't give a fuck
Got a full tank of gas and some shit to smoke
Hey, let's just hit the road
Roll the windows down, turn the system up
We just tryna ride around, 'cause we don't give a fuck
Got a full tank of gas and some shit to smoke
Hey, let's just hit the road