Ride 4 Me

Ride 4 Me Lyrics

(JTK)
(KookUp, what's up?)

Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, I hope you dyin' 'bout that sh*t
I wanna know, would you ride with me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, I hope you dyin' for that sh*t
I wanna know, would you ride for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Pop your sh*t in any weather, quick to put a b**ch together
Don't judge me, treat me better
If you love me, show me, don't tell it
I wanna know, would you ride for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?

I never felt this way ever, I feel it, it's something special
Studio, on the phone with you, can't even finish my session
Just treat my kids like they daddy, my baby mama the devil
Ain't no pressure 'bout no b**ch, on my lil' boys, it's whatever
Baby, I be in the mix, I'm thuggin', flippin' they sh*t
Two Dracos and a stick, everybody bound to get hit
Would you be on the side of me?
Put your life on the line for me?
Quick to do a nigga bad, every week you get new bags
Double R, I press the gas, I ride this b**ch with no class
Don't let them get on the side of me
Show me you ridin' so I can see

Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, I hope you dyin' 'bout that sh*t
I wanna know, would you ride with me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, I hope you dyin' for that sh*t
I wanna know, would you ride for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Pop your sh*t in any weather, quick to put a b**ch together
Don't judge me, treat me better
If you love me, show me, don't tell it
I wanna know, would you ride for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?

She fallin' for a steppa, taking chances with Berettas
Big Glock in her purse gon' hold me down, ain't gotta tell her
In and out the bank, you woulda thought I was a scammer
All these hunnids on me, woulda thought I robbed a teller
I got monsters on my sweater (Fendi)
Drip designer, never dingy
Bought a Glock, extended blicky
Never lack, I keep it with me
Just like my gun, she right there by me
We in the bricks, know where to find me
I came from sh*t, got rich from rhyming
Drippin' in Dior, swapped out of Simons

Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, I hope you dyin' 'bout that sh*t
I wanna know, would you ride with me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Baby know I'm in the mix, I'm bangin', ridin' with sticks
Ready for whatever, I hope you dyin' for that sh*t
I wanna know, would you ride for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?
Pop your sh*t in any weather, quick to put a b**ch together
Don't judge me, treat me better
If you love me, show me, don't tell it
I wanna know, would you ride for me?
I wanna know, would you die for me?