Chorus: d’laney
Yeah i ride for the fam and the clique
On the west we get turnt, we get lit
Hit the gas goin’ fast gotta dip
Top down with the gang in the whip
Yeah i ride for the fam and the clique
On the west we get turnt, we get lit
Hit the gas goin’ fast gotta dip
Top down with the gang in the whip
Verse 1: d’laney
Goin out on the town with the gang
Rock a short sleeve with the gold on the chain
With my shorty know she gon gimme brain
When they ask how im doin i say bro it be grеat
We get down in the bay with thеm tight flows
I been balancin my life on a tightrope
Makin’ all these thrillers ain’t no telling where i might go
Homies sippin’ flasks in the back but no hydro
All my brothers got my back
Ain’t no cap in the rap, i attack, never lack
I’ve been grindin’ for the green and racks
But it’s been real tough keeping cheese from the rats
And the boy tryna fake, make it seem like he strapped
If you try and take a shot i’ll put the team on my back
With the crew by my side ain’t no need for the gat
Ride or die for my dogs yeah believe that’s a fact
Know we keep it a-1, we some fiends on a track
Chorus: d’laney
Yeah i ride for the fam and the clique
On the west we get turnt, we get lit
Hit the gas goin’ fast gotta dip
Top down with the gang in the whip
Yeah i ride for the fam and the clique
On the west we get turnt, we get lit
Hit the gas goin’ fast gotta dip
Top down with the gang in the whip
Verse 2: aonehunnit
(yuh, aye)
Ridin’ with the clique
Rollin’ up a stick
Always after the hunnids i’m tryna double it quick
Gotta give ‘em the gas, i’m always keepin’ it lit
Don’t need a quarter or half, i need a hundred percent (aye!)
Yeah i need all that
Tell all them suckas who hating that they can fall back
One of the illest to do it, these are the raw facts
Hisyd entertainment ima ballcat
Gotta rep for the team, for the squad
Got four goons going dumb in the drop
When you got the rock are you ballin’ or not
When you see me on the field yeah i’m callin’ my shot
Somethin’ like the bay cuz the way that i call that
Hit after hit nobody could ever stall that
Zip after zip yeah we gonna smoke all that
Like tommy and will smith i’m dressed in that all black, yeah!
Chorus: d’laney
Yeah i ride for the fam and the clique
On the west we get turnt, we get lit
Hit the gas goin’ fast gotta dip
Top down with the gang in the whip
Yeah i ride for the fam and the clique
On the west we get turnt, we get lit
Hit the gas goin’ fast gotta dip
Top down with the gang in the whip
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