Ridin' Lyrics

What you on we gon' slide niggas riding

My bruddas in the cut and we be sliding

These niggas talking shit but they just hiding

I'ma pull up like a rolling tide, I get you gone bitch

Pop one in your fucking dome bitch

Take a nigga chromosome, I hit you with that chrome bitch

Have him run a marathon, he got checked off the track list

My grind went unnoticed that shit took a lot of practice

Yeah, what you want do

Hit you on yo top

Yeah, we gon' hit you gone

What they want from B-I-N-O

My brudda pull up in a GS350

I got that G-lock bitch, I am the hero

I got that cash bitch, I'm stacking dinero

Sipping on that drank while I'm driving, I can't steer hoe

Took a tab of acid, oh my goodness, it's a deer hoe

Real niggas stay true to this, intelligence I'm full of it

Don't expect the truth to come out they mouth, man they just full of shit

Got a trunk load and it's filled with sticks

Call up collect, he delivering bricks, my bitches foreign as well as my whips

Hasta la muerte see you later lil bitch

Looking down your block, search for the opps yeah bitch, I'm on a hunt

I put them in a pack and I roll em' in a blunt

Can't trust none of these bitches, they be putting up a front

I'm rolling off this weed and I'm too busy leaning

I'm stuck on my bag while you niggas is fiending

Fuck a hellcat, I ride in a Demon she a bad bitch, fuck her good, she swallow my semen

I'ma take her soul, bitch, I am a fuckin demon

Stop acting like you tough bitch, I can see the fear within

Handle business in my Maybach, then I'm gonna spin a Benz

The people close will snake you for your money, watch your friends

Bitch, I'm aiming for the top, aiming for the win

I pray to God, but I'm living life a sin

I go by Bino, bitch, you bet not call me Ben

I shut it down, please don't make me spin again