Would You Ride - Shad Da God, Rich Homie Quan

You know what I’m sayin, I need it fast, pronto

Asap

You know I’m talkin bout money, nigga

Shad Da God

Rich Homie Quan

Would you ride for a nigga for the momant

Right quick

Got 20s and more 20s, spent that 40 on my wrist

Pull up on a nigga ass, and I’m out right quick

Lost 50 in a week, get it back right quick

Got 20 plus 20, that a 40 on my hip

A nigga on a mission, I could never slip

Out here in Atlanta, got some shooters with me, I could never slip

Whip swerv on a nigga right quick

Pull up on you pussys in that SUV

You ain’t got a lot, so I can’t respect you, G

Got some shit that’ll flip a nigga, Zone 6

My brother Tip got an extended clip, that 33

I’m poppin Perks back to back, that shit don’t fuck with me

I do some shit, got 12 right outside the V

Scared as fuck, got that nigga callin me

Straight drop, got my partner ridin next to me

Shauty, I can get anything you want

Yello AP, you ain’t lookin at no avrage nigga

I pull up on you with the 80 with the bigger trigger

Now a motherfucker can’t tell me what they feelin, nigga

Gucci luggige got me feelin like the Thriller, nigga

3 quarters of a Xan, I feel like a killer, nigga

I got some shooters, but I still keep my Ruger, nigga

That come with extra clips for shootin extra niggas

You ain’t getting money, I ain’t dealin with ya

Black Audomor, look like a villain, nigga

I got a whip full of straps for the real niggas

And my bitch got the strap by the weal, nigga

Tryna see a nigga, tryna creep up on a nigga

God!

Would you ride for a nigga for the momant

Right quick

Got 20s and more 20s, spent that 40 on my wrist

Pull up on a nigga ass, and I’m out right quick

Lost 50 in a week, get it back right quick

Got 20 plus 20, that a 40 on my hip

A nigga on a mission, I could never slip

Out here in Atlanta, got some shooters with me, I could never slip

Whip swerv on a nigga right quick

Pull up on a bitch nigga ass like this

Pull up, comin down in some nice kicks

Quan man of the year, clean like this

Ever since she ran out, don’t wanna face that bitch

Lose the money, get it back right quick

Tryed to keep it real, why she act like this?

I don’t need no bate, I just catch that fish

Hundred thousand dollar, yeah, I made right quick

If that hoe fine, Imma take that bitch

Every night I dine, I stake my dish

Ice on my wrist, no cake on that bitch

When reality hit, you better face that shit

Cause I paint her face, just like makeup, yep

And I relieve your pain, just like a daytime trip

I’m not gonna board, if that ship goin sink

I’m not goin home, I’m goin face my fears

I make a little more, I can pay my bills

I eat all my pork, I don’t waist no meal

Ducked down, I don’t take no deal

Ballen like the NBA, great O’Neal

Never left, came back real quick

Spend a couple thousand on these hoes real quick

Hundred thousand dollars, nother show like this

I just need to know right quick

Would you ride for a nigga for the momant

Right quick

Got 20s and more 20s, spent that 40 on my wrist

Pull up on a nigga ass, and I’m out right quick

Lost 50 in a week, get it back right quick

Got 20 plus 20, that a 40 on my hip

A nigga on a mission, I could never slip

Out here in Atlanta, got some shooters with me, I could never slip

Whip swerv on a nigga right quick