Night Ride

[Intro]
In my own lane neva blinded by these bitches
In everybody lane get these niggas in position
Hands on the wheel, 10 & 2 I’m on a mission
Hands on the wheel do it proper, bout my business
(uhh uhh)
Showin off, one hand, now I’m drifting
Watches on my wrists only time I lose my vision
Always on the grind, eh trackin by the minute
Couple watches on my wrist
Couple watches on my wrist
Couple watches on my

[Hook]
Sitting back, yeh sitting back nigga cool
That’s a fact, sitting back, rockin new shoes
Feet wrapped, off white but the ones blue
Money wrapped, bricks!, pockets match the fuckin’ shoes
Money wrapped, bricks!, pockets match the fuckin’ shoes
Feet wrapped, off white but the ones blue
That’s a fact, sitting back looky real cool
Sitting back, yeh sitting back nigga cool

[Verse]
I be smokin blue dream (fuckin) smokin blue dream ‘till I can’t feel a thing
I be smokin Irene til I can’t fight the sleep
Passing out from the shit, yeh too much weed
Why the fuck did you wake me out of my sleep?
Typa ass you only see in dreams, passenger seat
Head bouncing in my lap to the beat (bih)
Please be careful, Ion wanna feel ya teeth, keep ya hands on that--
Throat, throat, thoat, throat, throat till she sick, mentally whipped
Double XL, wanna make her skin rip
Both my ex’s catching L's used to suck me in the whip
Used to snatch a nigga soul, used to snack a nigga spirit
I’m showing off, one hand now I’m drifting
In every fuckin lane, figure 8s, fuckin menace
I ain’t got no license plates but they know who fuckin did it
Blank plates, I’m a muthafuckin in villain
Can’t hear the music (blasting!) revving up the engine
Hands 10 & 2 do it proper bout my business
On the grind tracking time by the minutes
Couple watches on my wrists
Couple watches on my wrists

[Hook]
Sitting back, yeh sitting back nigga cool
That’s a fact, sitting back, rockin new shoes
Feet wrapped, off white but the ones blue
Money wrapped (bricks!) pockets match the fuckin’ shoes
Money wrapped (bricks!) pockets match the fuckin’ shoes
Money wrapped (bricks!) pockets match the fuckin’ shoes
Feet wrapped, off white but the ones blue
That’s a fact, sitting back (yeh) nigga cool