Album Cover Riding (feat. Tookie)

Riding (feat. Tookie)

M24

5

Skudu-du

Can′t talk about riding

We the niggas that ridLate alone grinding

I was out late for a couple of quid

And I squeezed that ting

The wars ain't bringing that in

Violence, do that with no surprises

Wave that ′round and I'm digging that in

I'm good in my hood, of course

And I′m good with the flicks and stick as well (Uhh-huh)

This sweet one got arse and tits as well (She does)

Filled up clips as well

My man got fried like chips as well (Uhh-uhh)

I circled more than once or twice (Facts)

With Slap and Stickz as well

On the road, got clout for savage (Yes)

Parties, broski brang it (He did)

Feds at my door, like damn it

Damn it, caught another case for the maddest (Ah man)

My yardie one, she the baddest

Slap it, grab it, I′m love with the backers (Uhh)

She just start comin' ′round the GBG's

And now she′s in love with the (GBG)

Grabbed him, sad ting, said he weren't ′bout it

But look now, should've never allowed him (Never)

Not a class for the clowning, drown him

Man done it and burnt that outfit

In the field, their workrate is quiet (Uhh)

But on the net when they talk, they're the loudest

How is this damp? Fuck, never mind it (How?)

Cah I was in the T house counting up thousands

Ay, side by side in the four wheel motor

Oh lard, gangdem, we′re doing up gliding

Frightening, stretch that pack like yoga

Tryna see cake go wide then heighten

Hiding, Screw Loose got his screw tightened

Talk about wrong place, wrong timing

Young, when you′re older, keep your composure

Bro just step and press with the lightnin

Trap phone still ringing (Brr-brr)

Same way the bots and things still beating

Really handshake them a greeting

Ride out, it's GBG′s that you're meeting

Ching it, duss, we don′t cause no fuss (No)

Made a lot of them buss like semen (Uhh)

Demon, demon

Me and bro's like Kel and Keenan

I was in the trap when I weren′t at school (Facts)

Just tryna move white like Liam (Get gwop)

Opps can't see him (No)

Do a man live like Grant done Ian (Yes)

Round here, top guys, we be 'em (Yes)

They just can′t stand ′cause I'm making bucks (No)

You see me? I just can′t wait 'til I see ′em (Now)

And if you talk tough on beats

But don't mistake that shit with the streets (Uhh-huh)

They don′t practice what they preach (No)

Cah their works don't match the receipts (No)

What do you mean?

AD's, GB′s do it live on the streets

Bro-bro throw that corn and then skeet

Black blade wave round then dig it in deep

And she didn′t wanna know back then

Bet now she wish that she knew me more

And, look how many yutes we saw

And suttin' got diced like a Ludi board (Uhh-huh)

Breaking news, new reports (Uhh-huh)

Opp block tour, buss them doors

Seventeen slangin′ trap

Real rap, no cap, I can move this fours

Hands on a suttin' (Uhh)

Drill that now (Uhh)

Back then it was hands on a flicks (Flicks-flicks)

Spill that now (Right now)

Just got a brand new strain of the L (L pack)

Man bill that now

I do it like Bikes and Jaj, no PDC (Uhh)

But I peel that now

They can′t do it like us, truss

We creep up, they duss, fuss

Most of their man's been touched, ′nuff

Gyal want woody and fuck (Holy)

I don't wanna have to cause no fuss

Cah it won't be nice if your bredrins cuts (Nope)

They talk ′bout cash but they′re fucking fruss

Ay, JB hold me down (Ay, hold me down)

Tell a boy shh-shh

Ride for their homies now

Hold me down, holy cow

I been chinging from qway

But them boy wan' go on like it′s only now (Hold that)

Them man do shit drills and brag

That's why me and them couldn′t roll around

Still, when I cut I gotta dodge these bacons

True say, they know about me and my status

Haters, fools, they're fools, they′re fakers

Real life shit, don't ever mistake it

Wave it, wave it, shave it

No faces, no cases and no traces

How many times have clutched on my stainless?

Wave that 'round, still bunnin′ them paigons

Mash on burst

Cough, cough, buss

He got-got, that′s us, us

Done and never caused no fuss

Ghosty

Left in dust

Oh well, get-got, that's a fuckin′ must

Truss, truss, GBG's, that′s nuttin' but love