JUST RE'D UP 3
Yeah
You know we livin' that life, standin' on business
Us, never them
We work hard for this shit
(Hey, I'm really rich)
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
Gotta make that money last long, f*ck just gettin' by
But niggas want me dead and gone, got pistol on my side
Gotta do the right thing with these hoes, I swear I try
She left the last time I told the truth, that's why I lie
Four hundred million cash, type of shit that's on my mind
Two-twenty on the dash, them the types of whips I drive
I need that money fast, on the gang, it's on the tribe
That's on my life
I can put that on the gang, gang, make a nigga limb hang
Make him feel that pain, gang, chitty, chitty, bang, bang
In the trenches, chain hang where these niggas can't hang
Most my niggas gangbang, where they from? Flame gang
We havin' casting calls 'cause we need more boppers
My niggas eatin', they all seafood, cold lobster
We don't want no drama, we just want more commas
We don't have ho problems and you niggas know not to
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
Windows tinted up, suckers wanna get rid of us
You know we lit as f*ck, f*ck around and get rich with us
You niggas quick to fuss, we be quick to lit it up
Last night, did it up, woke up like I did enough
I'm 'bout stackin' cheese and blick on me actin' demon
Bitch jumpin' from nigga to nigga, hoes be trampolinin'
Told her it was packin' season, that mean she leavin'
That mean she lost me, ayy, that mean she grievin'
I'm actin' demon, I'm puttin' semen in all my hoes
I'm actin' demon, I'm sacrificin' for all my goals
I got my reason, I plot on opps and want all they souls
Them sucker niggas made me tattoo all the bros
Million-dollar nigga, gang with me, they souls shocked
Gloves with me, them thugs with me, a whole lot
F*ckin' with me the wrong way, they know not
My new bitch bad, she got her toes out
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
It's crazy to see where you come from
But yet to know where you're headin'
It's crazy as f*ck, huh?
Yeah, I know
The world is yours, my nigga, you just gotta keep goin'
Manifestation is a real thing, you just gotta believe
JUST RE'D UP 3
PIMP MY RIDE Video (MV)
Performed By: YG
From Album: Just Re'D Up 3
Language: English
Length: 3:23
Written by: Keenon Jackson, Enoch Harris III
Year: 2024
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English
JUST RE'D UP 3
Yeah
You know we livin' that life, standin' on business
Us, never them
We work hard for this shit
(Hey, I'm really rich)
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
Gotta make that money last long, f*ck just gettin' by
But niggas want me dead and gone, got pistol on my side
Gotta do the right thing with these hoes, I swear I try
She left the last time I told the truth, that's why I lie
Four hundred million cash, type of shit that's on my mind
Two-twenty on the dash, them the types of whips I drive
I need that money fast, on the gang, it's on the tribe
That's on my life
I can put that on the gang, gang, make a nigga limb hang
Make him feel that pain, gang, chitty, chitty, bang, bang
In the trenches, chain hang where these niggas can't hang
Most my niggas gangbang, where they from? Flame gang
We havin' casting calls 'cause we need more boppers
My niggas eatin', they all seafood, cold lobster
We don't want no drama, we just want more commas
We don't have ho problems and you niggas know not to
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
Windows tinted up, suckers wanna get rid of us
You know we lit as f*ck, f*ck around and get rich with us
You niggas quick to fuss, we be quick to lit it up
Last night, did it up, woke up like I did enough
I'm 'bout stackin' cheese and blick on me actin' demon
Bitch jumpin' from nigga to nigga, hoes be trampolinin'
Told her it was packin' season, that mean she leavin'
That mean she lost me, ayy, that mean she grievin'
I'm actin' demon, I'm puttin' semen in all my hoes
I'm actin' demon, I'm sacrificin' for all my goals
I got my reason, I plot on opps and want all they souls
Them sucker niggas made me tattoo all the bros
Million-dollar nigga, gang with me, they souls shocked
Gloves with me, them thugs with me, a whole lot
F*ckin' with me the wrong way, they know not
My new bitch bad, she got her toes out
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
It's crazy to see where you come from
But yet to know where you're headin'
It's crazy as f*ck, huh?
Yeah, I know
The world is yours, my nigga, you just gotta keep goin'
Manifestation is a real thing, you just gotta believe
JUST RE'D UP 3
Yeah
You know we livin' that life, standin' on business
Us, never them
We work hard for this shit
(Hey, I'm really rich)
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
Gotta make that money last long, f*ck just gettin' by
But niggas want me dead and gone, got pistol on my side
Gotta do the right thing with these hoes, I swear I try
She left the last time I told the truth, that's why I lie
Four hundred million cash, type of shit that's on my mind
Two-twenty on the dash, them the types of whips I drive
I need that money fast, on the gang, it's on the tribe
That's on my life
I can put that on the gang, gang, make a nigga limb hang
Make him feel that pain, gang, chitty, chitty, bang, bang
In the trenches, chain hang where these niggas can't hang
Most my niggas gangbang, where they from? Flame gang
We havin' casting calls 'cause we need more boppers
My niggas eatin', they all seafood, cold lobster
We don't want no drama, we just want more commas
We don't have ho problems and you niggas know not to
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
Windows tinted up, suckers wanna get rid of us
You know we lit as f*ck, f*ck around and get rich with us
You niggas quick to fuss, we be quick to lit it up
Last night, did it up, woke up like I did enough
I'm 'bout stackin' cheese and blick on me actin' demon
Bitch jumpin' from nigga to nigga, hoes be trampolinin'
Told her it was packin' season, that mean she leavin'
That mean she lost me, ayy, that mean she grievin'
I'm actin' demon, I'm puttin' semen in all my hoes
I'm actin' demon, I'm sacrificin' for all my goals
I got my reason, I plot on opps and want all they souls
Them sucker niggas made me tattoo all the bros
Million-dollar nigga, gang with me, they souls shocked
Gloves with me, them thugs with me, a whole lot
F*ckin' with me the wrong way, they know not
My new bitch bad, she got her toes out
Bitch, you know the vibes
Got the city, got the bitty, got it goin' live
Not too friendly, got the semi when I'm with my guys
I got millis, so I might, f*ck it, pimp my ride
Ridin' twenty-fours way before twenty-five
Talkin' silly, stop it really 'cause we down to slide
Fashion in me, feelin' trilly, I be gettin' fly
Just crashed the Bentley, bring the Cullinan so I can drive
Tinted up, dressed in all black, I disguise
It's crazy to see where you come from
But yet to know where you're headin'
It's crazy as f*ck, huh?
Yeah, I know
The world is yours, my nigga, you just gotta keep goin'
Manifestation is a real thing, you just gotta believe
JUST RE'D UP 3
Writer: Keenon Jackson, Enoch Harris III
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
