Rydin Musik (feat. Anthony Rogers)

This is what you call riding Musik Roll a spliff while we riding to it I know Niggas hate but im riding to it Pick a date cuz I'm sliding through When he gone, I'm treating you like you my everything. When im gone, you know I can't pick up but that's my thing I just wanna get high Roll a Dutch of this passion fruit and watch Hella time fly Baby what's on your mind Hold ya thought I know I just asked But it's bread on my line Like it's bread with yo wine I got issues I can't park I'm to fried It's official I'm in deep with your lies but in your eyes This is what you call riding Musik Roll a spliff while we riding to it I know Niggas hate but im riding to it Pick a date cuz I'm sliding through When he gone, I'm treating you like you my everything. When im gone, you know I can't pick up but that's my thing I'm on the move in motion it keeps you wanting me more While soaring high up off that plane and landing straight at ya door We making movies straight motion pictures You feeling it deep But when he there and then im gone you playing like you was sleep Some reassurance for ya mental Yea its crazy We go from talking ya problems to calling me ya baby you feel the rush Our tongues touch like I'm pearling this Dutch So when im getting to this chicken vibe and yearn for my touch. Not off the record Even when we ain't centered im in ya sector it ain't no better Im a drag of that gas up in yo chest yea that's that pressure. So baby come and ride with a G Let you slide with a G and treat you like you everything yea. This is what you call riding Musik Roll a spliff while we riding to it I know Niggas hate but im riding to it Pick a date cuz I'm sliding through When he gone, I'm treating you like you my everything. When im gone, you know I can't pick up but that's my thing