Ridin’ (Version 1) Playboi Carti

[Intro]
(What?)
(What? What?)
Yeah, and I put this on Onyx, I'm gon’ ride for one (Yeah, ride, ride)
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I already took my shirt off, hold up, yeah (Yeah, what? What?)
I’m ridin’ with the windows down, yeah (Yeah, uh, yeah, what?)
Lord, can you please give me a break? (Lord, yeah)
Lord, can you spare me? (Okay)
Lord, can you spare me? Yeah
Lord, can you spare me?

[Verse 1]
Uh, tattoos on my motherfucking body
Uh, I can’t fuck with no-fucking-body
Uh, popped the trunk, you know I grab the shotty
Uh, uh, you know I got it, uh
Diamonds all in my cuffs
Too many racks, they make me look buff, yeah
I'm in the trap, she playin' my stuff, yeah
Can't talk to the bitch, she like to get rough, yeah
I walk with the wolves
Yeah, we got them tools, I'm making a move
Put the bag on your head, hold up, boy you gon' lose, ooh
On the flip side, we ain't really had shit
Went our game up, and now we finally rich
Got a whole lotta shit, we was tossing them bricks, uh, yeah
I was busting those 'scrips, yeah, yeah
50K on the bitch
Yeah, let's go