Ridin Round - Kali Uchis, Tory Lanez

Ridin' 'round and my car’s low

What you waitin' for?

I feel like I hit the lotto

What you waitin' for?

I’m ridin' 'round and my girl’s high

What you waitin' for?

We’re ridin' 'round just to get by

What the fuck you waitin' for?

I don’t gotta hide, no, I don’t got reason to lie

I don’t need your drama, I don’t need you to survive

You don’t gotta say it cause

I know that you don’t like me

You and all your friends can open wide, go on and bite me

I know I’m some shit and I’m cool with it

You can’t tell me shit, don’t come and share your dialect

Ridin' 'round your city like the cops now

Cause there’s no way that we’re gonna stop now

I know it sounds strange, but I used to count change

On the counter at the grocery store, the bags

I would arrange

Now his face is looking kinda flustered

He didn’t know that I was my own hustler

Baby, understand, I don’t need a man

Fuck me over, I’ll fuck you worse then take off to Japan

Think that I couldn’t cross the street without holdin' his hand

And that if he did his dirt he’d get off with a reprimand

Oh no, oh no, oh no

Oh my, oh my, oh my

Now we’re ridin' 'round your city with the top down

Ridin' 'round your city like the cops now

Oh no, oh no, oh no

Oh my, oh my, oh my

Ridin' 'round your city with the top down

Cause my passenger is pretty, we won’t stop now