[Intro]
Girl I can make you brighter
Whip around like Night Riders
Girl you know I might’ve tried ya
Let's make this connection tighter
Beats on all my shit like Street Fighter
I ain't no simp but I abide ya
Walkin' up, I wanna ride with ya
[Chorus]
Girl I can make you brighter (Brighter)
Whip around like Night Riders (Riders, Night Riders)
Girl you know I might’ve tried ya (Tried ya)
Let's make this connection tighter (Tighter)
Beats on all my shit like Street Fighter (Fighter)
I ain't no simp but I abide ya (Abide ya)
Walkin' up, I wanna ride with ya
Girl I can make you brighter (Brighter)
Whip around like Night Riders (Riders, Night Riders)
Girl you know I might’ve tried ya (Tried ya)
Let's make this connection tighter (Tighter)
Beats on all my shit like Street Fighter (Fighter)
I ain't no simp but I abide ya (Abide ya)
Walkin' up, I wanna ride with ya
[Verse 1]
I think I wanna die with ya
I think it's past the days where I would hire a
Motel so we could go and fire, uh
So baby, come here, let me lie on ya
It'll be fifty fucking years 'til I retire, yuh
So we have all that time to do it 'til it's drier, yuh
And it's been some tough times, so lemme cry on ya
Girl I can make you brighter
Whip around like Night Riders
Girl you know I might’ve tried ya
Let's make this connection tighter
Beats on all my shit like Street Fighter
I ain't no simp but I abide ya
Walkin' up, I wanna ride with ya
[Chorus]
Girl I can make you brighter (Brighter)
Whip around like Night Riders (Riders, Night Riders)
Girl you know I might’ve tried ya (Tried ya)
Let's make this connection tighter (Tighter)
Beats on all my shit like Street Fighter (Fighter)
I ain't no simp but I abide ya (Abide ya)
Walkin' up, I wanna ride with ya
Girl I can make you brighter (Brighter)
Whip around like Night Riders (Riders, Night Riders)
Girl you know I might’ve tried ya (Tried ya)
Let's make this connection tighter (Tighter)
Beats on all my shit like Street Fighter (Fighter)
I ain't no simp but I abide ya (Abide ya)
Walkin' up, I wanna ride with ya
[Verse 1]
I think I wanna die with ya
I think it's past the days where I would hire a
Motel so we could go and fire, uh
So baby, come here, let me lie on ya
It'll be fifty fucking years 'til I retire, yuh
So we have all that time to do it 'til it's drier, yuh
And it's been some tough times, so lemme cry on ya
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