Ride Lyrics

Squid was an organization founded by a bunch of young reckless mothefuckers back in high school that ended up carrying past two thousand sixteen

Now members might not be together but this is for them

I said

This one's dedicated to the Original Squid

Raised in the wood on some Lakewood Piner shit

And true to old reputation yeah you know how we got down

We can go one twenty on one ninety-five or move without making sound

A bunch of back fires and a line hitting down nine

Or my Boy with saucer getting chased by the fucking swine

And i won't bring up legal shit and through out his name

Cause that night he really coulda caught a big ass case

So come with me let's take a mothefucking ride

Tell me little homie are down and prepared to die?

If you can't shoot the fade or be willing to bust

Get sent to the front porch and be told to hush

Allegedly or so I've been told

How my boy came from English town and how he got home

He was like a saucer the thing only he saw was light

Crazy thinking someone pulling out coulda took his life

Or when my boy Ryu really shot the mothefucking fade

I pulled out the brass knuckles and hit the bitch in the face

Soft as cone, he really wasn't with it

"We Outside, why you backing up, are you claustrophobic"

And BAM the fight kicked off with one simple hit

And still till this day you can hear his nose get pushed in

Or when they try to set us up in the park

Then they sent me a text later saying that i was soft

HA

So come with me let's take a mothefucking ride

Tell me little homie are down and prepared to die?

If you can't shoot the fade or be willing to bust

Get sent to the front porch and be told to Hush

So we went to the park but no body showed up

So much for them tryna fuck us up

And it's funny how people never did a thing

But they would talk so much about the grand mighty SQUID

But if they wanted to they coulda gone to my home

Everyone knew about my house in governors

And until my last day no body pulled up

Only time we ran was when the cops creeped up on us

So

So come with me let's take a mothefucking ride

Tell me little homie are down and prepared to die?

If you can't shoot the fade or be willing to bust

Get sent to the front porch and be told to hush