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Ridin' N Smokin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Crook Deez
Featuring: Block Boi Redd
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Booker Jones, Cortney Burson




Crook Deez - Ridin' N Smokin' Lyrics
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[ Featuring Block Boi Redd ]

Ayy, get you a backwood, grab your keys
Hit that road one time my nigga, burn one
My mind set, got my money right
Bomb weed, got my eyes tight
As I'm sliding through the green Light
Don't know where I'm going
I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Driving hella fast on the freeway
Don't know where I'm going
But I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Driving hella fast while I'm riding and smoking
My car full of smoke. I miss my exit to Colton
It ain't no traffic on the freeway, I'ma keep on floating
I might hit the 91 and get close by the ocean
By the beach, smoking on the pier
Got one for the road before I get up out of here
Crack a beer, finna hop on the flyway
Riding and smoking, doing 90 on the highway
It's Friday, let me call up Crook Deez
Cause on two B's, my nigga love to smoke trees
Backwoods burning, blowing in the AC
Oh shit, my nigga Redd hitting me
My mind set, got my money right
Bomb weed, got my eyes tight
As I'm sliding through the green Light
Don't know where I'm going
I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Driving hella fast on the freeway
Don't know where I'm going
But I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Yayeyay my nigga Redd, what you on
Shit, ain't too much, I'm in traffic, blowing strong
Driving hella fast and don't know where I'm going
I'm about to pull up. I'm trying to hit what you smoking
Nothing but the top tier, nothing but the best
The shit I had last week, it blew out your chest
It had me wheezing. Shit, I couldn't catch my breath
But nigga hurry up, because I only got a seven left
I got a Double Dutch
Hey, nigga, pull up
Four grams of that killer, have a nigga stuck
I'm about to roll up a Russian cream Backwood
I'm at the light, making the right
Its all good
My mind set, got my money right
Bomb weed, got my eyes tight
As I'm sliding through the green Light
Don't know where I'm going
I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Driving hella fast on the freeway
Don't know where I'm going
But I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
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Ayy, get you a backwood, grab your keys
Hit that road one time my nigga, burn one
My mind set, got my money right
Bomb weed, got my eyes tight
As I'm sliding through the green Light
Don't know where I'm going
I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Driving hella fast on the freeway
Don't know where I'm going
But I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Driving hella fast while I'm riding and smoking
My car full of smoke. I miss my exit to Colton
It ain't no traffic on the freeway, I'ma keep on floating
I might hit the 91 and get close by the ocean
By the beach, smoking on the pier
Got one for the road before I get up out of here
Crack a beer, finna hop on the flyway
Riding and smoking, doing 90 on the highway
It's Friday, let me call up Crook Deez
Cause on two B's, my nigga love to smoke trees
Backwoods burning, blowing in the AC
Oh shit, my nigga Redd hitting me
My mind set, got my money right
Bomb weed, got my eyes tight
As I'm sliding through the green Light
Don't know where I'm going
I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Driving hella fast on the freeway
Don't know where I'm going
But I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Yayeyay my nigga Redd, what you on
Shit, ain't too much, I'm in traffic, blowing strong
Driving hella fast and don't know where I'm going
I'm about to pull up. I'm trying to hit what you smoking
Nothing but the top tier, nothing but the best
The shit I had last week, it blew out your chest
It had me wheezing. Shit, I couldn't catch my breath
But nigga hurry up, because I only got a seven left
I got a Double Dutch
Hey, nigga, pull up
Four grams of that killer, have a nigga stuck
I'm about to roll up a Russian cream Backwood
I'm at the light, making the right
Its all good
My mind set, got my money right
Bomb weed, got my eyes tight
As I'm sliding through the green Light
Don't know where I'm going
I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Yeah, I'm just riding and smoking
Driving hella fast on the freeway
Don't know where I'm going
But I'm just riding and smoking, riding and smoking
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Writer: Booker Jones, Cortney Burson
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