Ride 4 Me Rome Streetz

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
Would ya ride for me?
Would you stay down?
Be loyal and never lie to me?
I guess time will tell, but you fine as hell
Designer smells, hypnotic putting guys in spells
Don diva money on her nails
Eyes on the prize slowly pullin' on a L
Could you be my ghetto Mona Lisa?
Foot on the pedal ride shotgun while I hold metal you roll the reefer
Twenty five acting like she Thirty Three
Lookin' like she eighteen
Body bad as fuck with no surgery
Attitude on Khalees' to say the least she know she a piece
Trophy for every hustler movin' in these city streets
Her pops used to rob banks in the eighties
Made a lot of guap, got knocked and left it to his lady
She told me that material items will never phase me
Don't try to play me, just keep it official and we'll be wavy
I said baby "you dealing with the realest shit"
Where we could go is limitless
Tryna put the world in a gorilla grip
I struck my perfect match, spark a flame in the hood
Everything was goin' bad until she asked me "What's good?"

[Hook: Rome Streetz]
Would ya ride for me?
Would ya lie for me?
Ruger by the thigh for me
Right hand high for me