Ride Tonight U.S.D.A.

[Chorus: Blood Raw]
Sunday might ride the 'vert, Monday might push the 'Lac
Two time felon but bet you, boy, I toot the strap
We gon' ride tonight (Hey), we gon' ride tonight (Ah man)
Might ride through the trap (Yeah), deuce phones, I'm a grown man (Oh)
Super bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about a old man
We gon' ride tonight (Yeah), we gon' ride tonight (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Blood Raw]
Candy cost three stacks, rims cost ten plus
Tangerine orange with the blue leather guts (Ah man)
Throw the deuce when I roll through the city
Hot nigga out the hood make it look so good (Yeah)
Hit thе projects, grab a couple freeze cups
Lil' scrappy niggas tryna gеt they G's up (Amen)
They on deck and they hoes tryna choose
Charger got a green candy sittin' on twenty-two's (Man)
Slow motion 'cause the hood where the hoes at
And real hood niggas know where the blow at (Yeah)
Everything all gravy 'til we take it home
And I'll split a nigga's shit if a fuck nigga get wrong

[Chorus: Blood Raw]
Sunday might ride the 'vert, Monday might push the 'Lac
Two time felon but bet you, boy, I toot the strap
We gon' ride tonight (Hey), we gon' ride tonight (Ah man)
Might ride through the trap (Yeah), deuce phones, I'm a grown man (Oh)
Super bad bitch, I don't give a fuck about a old man
We gon' ride tonight (Yeah), we gon' ride tonight (Ayy)