"Where Tf My Ride" lyrics
Uh (Ayy)
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Go
Walkin' on these beats (I walk)
Where the fuck my ride? Ayy (They ain't pick me up yet)
Nigga still ain't pulled up, where you at?
I keep walkin' on these beats (I'm walkin'), like where the fuck my ride? (Fuck my ride?)
This za, it get me geeked (Za), like where the fuck my eyes? (Where the fuck my eyes?)
Get your ass from out these street (Nigga), 'fore a nigga run you out your slides (Come here)
Poor boy, a small-ass shrimp (Shrimp), nigga, and don't forget the fries (The fries)
That Drac' make you jump like a bunny, nigga, and lock you like you Clyde (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
I go missin' on 'em from time to time and pop out like, "Surprise" (Nigga, I pop out)
Nigga, I pop out on them fuck niggas (Nigga), like it's my birthday (It's my birthday)
Been past the finish line, why speak on me in the first place? (Ya dig?)
Like Usain, you a runner (Runner), I go BP truck, Obama (BP truck)
These niggas worried 'bout me and they ain't even did shit for they fuckin' mama (For they fuckin' mama)
Niggas ain't did shit for they auntie neither, nigga, I serve your cousin (Nigga, I serve your cousin)
I hear a shot go off, I be damned I freeze (Bah), I bet I jump out bussin' (Frr, frr, I jump out)
He got a switch on the back, can't even control it (Huh?), he bought that bitch for nothin' (He bought that bitch for nothin')
Niggas be on Snapchat, turn around they gun, it ain't even got no button (Nigga ain't even got no button)
Bitch, I'm Big Yav, get this shit the largest, man, this shit gettin' husky (Man, this shit gettin' hard)
I got a ARP and a Micro Drac', had a 22 like McCutchen (Glocks)
.300 Blackout try to jump out my hand (Damn), like Duke Deuce, this bitch crunchin' (Duke Deuce, this bitch crunchin')
She say, "Why you ain't answer?" Bae, what you mean? Man, my shit been thumpin' (My shit been thumpin')
I got horses in the Track' (Horses), got a play in the country (Skrrt, skrrt, got a play in the country)
Got bananas on the Drac' (Banana), swing this bitch like a monkey (Swing this bitch in your face)
Ayy, I already know I'm fat, my pockets been on chunky (My pockets been on chunky)
I'm a two-way level scorer (What?), hit the J or I can dunk it (I can dunk, bitch)
I keep walkin' on these beats (I'm walkin'), like where the fuck my ride? (Where the fuck my ride at?)
This za, it get me geeked, like where the fuck my eyes? (Where the fuck my eyes at?)
Get your ass from out these street (Nigga), 'fore a nigga run you out your slides
Poor boy, a small-ass shrimp, nigga, and don't forget the fries (Weak-ass Nike slides)
I keep walkin' on these beats (On gang), like where the fuck my ride? (Fuck my ride?)
This za, it get me geeked (Uh), like where the fuck my eyes? (Where the fuck my eyes?)
Get your ass from out these street (Get out), 'fore a nigga run you out your slides (Uh)
Poor boy, a small-ass shrimp, nigga, and don't forget the fries (Forget the fries)
'Fore a nigga run you out your weak-ass Nike slides
Let's go, I'm grindin'
Niggas ain't did shit for they mammy
Why they whammin'? Why they thuggin'?
Niggas ain't on nothin'
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Go
Walkin' on these beats (I walk)
Where the fuck my ride? Ayy (They ain't pick me up yet)
Nigga still ain't pulled up, where you at?
I keep walkin' on these beats (I'm walkin'), like where the fuck my ride? (Fuck my ride?)
This za, it get me geeked (Za), like where the fuck my eyes? (Where the fuck my eyes?)
Get your ass from out these street (Nigga), 'fore a nigga run you out your slides (Come here)
Poor boy, a small-ass shrimp (Shrimp), nigga, and don't forget the fries (The fries)
That Drac' make you jump like a bunny, nigga, and lock you like you Clyde (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
I go missin' on 'em from time to time and pop out like, "Surprise" (Nigga, I pop out)
Nigga, I pop out on them fuck niggas (Nigga), like it's my birthday (It's my birthday)
Been past the finish line, why speak on me in the first place? (Ya dig?)
Like Usain, you a runner (Runner), I go BP truck, Obama (BP truck)
These niggas worried 'bout me and they ain't even did shit for they fuckin' mama (For they fuckin' mama)
Niggas ain't did shit for they auntie neither, nigga, I serve your cousin (Nigga, I serve your cousin)
I hear a shot go off, I be damned I freeze (Bah), I bet I jump out bussin' (Frr, frr, I jump out)
He got a switch on the back, can't even control it (Huh?), he bought that bitch for nothin' (He bought that bitch for nothin')
Niggas be on Snapchat, turn around they gun, it ain't even got no button (Nigga ain't even got no button)
Bitch, I'm Big Yav, get this shit the largest, man, this shit gettin' husky (Man, this shit gettin' hard)
I got a ARP and a Micro Drac', had a 22 like McCutchen (Glocks)
.300 Blackout try to jump out my hand (Damn), like Duke Deuce, this bitch crunchin' (Duke Deuce, this bitch crunchin')
She say, "Why you ain't answer?" Bae, what you mean? Man, my shit been thumpin' (My shit been thumpin')
I got horses in the Track' (Horses), got a play in the country (Skrrt, skrrt, got a play in the country)
Got bananas on the Drac' (Banana), swing this bitch like a monkey (Swing this bitch in your face)
Ayy, I already know I'm fat, my pockets been on chunky (My pockets been on chunky)
I'm a two-way level scorer (What?), hit the J or I can dunk it (I can dunk, bitch)
I keep walkin' on these beats (I'm walkin'), like where the fuck my ride? (Where the fuck my ride at?)
This za, it get me geeked, like where the fuck my eyes? (Where the fuck my eyes at?)
Get your ass from out these street (Nigga), 'fore a nigga run you out your slides
Poor boy, a small-ass shrimp, nigga, and don't forget the fries (Weak-ass Nike slides)
I keep walkin' on these beats (On gang), like where the fuck my ride? (Fuck my ride?)
This za, it get me geeked (Uh), like where the fuck my eyes? (Where the fuck my eyes?)
Get your ass from out these street (Get out), 'fore a nigga run you out your slides (Uh)
Poor boy, a small-ass shrimp, nigga, and don't forget the fries (Forget the fries)
'Fore a nigga run you out your weak-ass Nike slides
Let's go, I'm grindin'
Niggas ain't did shit for they mammy
Why they whammin'? Why they thuggin'?
Niggas ain't on nothin'
Writer(s): Yaven Mauldin
