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T-Fonz - Ridin' Now (feat. Streal) Lyrics



T-Fonz - Ridin' Now (feat. Streal) Lyrics
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Aye Uh
Nigga talk that shit
Fonzie
Hey Hey
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
Hey
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
I get drippy on accident
You niggas broke relax facts
I call my play I'm sending the young boys they ready attack
I gave my shooter a trophy
Come sign to death row put yo name on the plaque
These niggas broke I'm speaking on facts
(Niggas finna talk they shit)
(Imma walk my shit like)
Money so old like a Cadilac
Wanna new whip imma matt it black
Hit her one time you can have her back
Punch like a 40 spit like a mac
And like Nick Cannon, we Wildin out
Better hope I don't find him
I ain't pull the trigger but I'm headed to the county
Imma find the nigga and bound him out
F*ck that nigga we riding now
(Yeah we riding now)
If I catch you slipping on yo block and then I'm sliding now
30 mix the perky got me itching yeah I'm gliding now
If I catch put you on yo ass and then I'm hiding out
Aye screaming f*ck these niggas (F*ck em)
We just go take off on the ass
And then we dump these niggas
And we just tryna get this bag
(Uh) F*ck these bitches
We got these niggas looking sad we getting to these millions
(Aye uh) You need to get ya mans
He try to touch me then we cutting off his hands
I be tweaking high as f*ck up off the pack
Did him dirty then we swerve right to the bag
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Aye Uh
Nigga talk that shit
Fonzie
Hey Hey
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
Hey
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
I get drippy on accident
You niggas broke relax facts
I call my play I'm sending the young boys they ready attack
I gave my shooter a trophy
Come sign to death row put yo name on the plaque
These niggas broke I'm speaking on facts
(Niggas finna talk they shit)
(Imma walk my shit like)
Money so old like a Cadilac
Wanna new whip imma matt it black
Hit her one time you can have her back
Punch like a 40 spit like a mac
And like Nick Cannon, we Wildin out
Better hope I don't find him
I ain't pull the trigger but I'm headed to the county
Imma find the nigga and bound him out
F*ck that nigga we riding now
(Yeah we riding now)
If I catch you slipping on yo block and then I'm sliding now
30 mix the perky got me itching yeah I'm gliding now
If I catch put you on yo ass and then I'm hiding out
Aye screaming f*ck these niggas (F*ck em)
We just go take off on the ass
And then we dump these niggas
And we just tryna get this bag
(Uh) F*ck these bitches
We got these niggas looking sad we getting to these millions
(Aye uh) You need to get ya mans
He try to touch me then we cutting off his hands
I be tweaking high as f*ck up off the pack
Did him dirty then we swerve right to the bag
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Writer: Osei Mattocks, Tennillie Elam
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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T-Fonz - Ridin' Now (feat. Streal) Video
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Performed By: T-Fonz
Language: English
Length: 1:42
Written by: Osei Mattocks, Tennillie Elam

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