[00:00.00] 作词 : Caskey
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Caskey
[00:03.91]Let's ride, let's ride tonight, let's ride tonight
[00:14.60]My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
[00:18.77]Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
[00:22.84]I be up in Bokey all the time, that's where the savage at
[00:26.77]Rap gon' make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
[00:30.70]Cruising through the Westside, I'm inside the Cadillac
[00:34.83]She gon' suck your wallet dry, swear that she ain't bad at that
[00:38.63]Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, ain't mad at that
[00:42.73]I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
[00:46.90]So high in the City of Angels, think I'm at the summit
[00:49.49]We out in Cali, I'm constantly blunted
[00:51.50]Just ‘cause you got it don't mean you should stunt it
[00:53.50]A handful of hunnids don't make you a hunnid
[00:55.00]Folks do it all for the Gram, gotta see through the lines
[00:57.73]Gotta learn how to tell
[00:59.35]Gotta distinguish between the ones who want you down
[01:01.83]And the ones who want see you prevail
[01:03.15]No way I could fail, Baby just called me
[01:05.24]Said, "Cas, when you come back, bring two hunnid bales"
[01:07.40]I'm at the grow house in Cali
[01:08.77]Like, "Yeah, I could do that, but is that to smoke or to sell?"
[01:11.17]Wasn't surprised when he said it was personal
[01:13.05]We doing shatter and I grab the nail
[01:15.07]I just taught Stunna how to take a dab
[01:17.68]He said, "White people crazy as hell!"
[01:19.35]Live up to my reputation, getting road head while I'm driving
[01:22.34]She know it's my meditation
[01:23.72]And the way I'm looking at the competition
[01:25.70]Y'all must really be on medication
[01:27.54]They ain't ****in' with me and they know it
[01:29.60]Went from a local dealer to a poet
[01:31.11]Went from the Natty Ice to sippin' Moet
[01:33.34]We ain't finna blow it, don't need your plug ‘cause we grow it
[01:35.76]My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
[01:38.73]Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
[01:42.72]I be up in Bokey all the time, that's where the savage at
[01:46.65]Rap gon' make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
[01:50.70]Cruising through the Westside, I'm inside the Cadillac
[01:54.83]She gon' suck your wallet dry, swear that she ain't bad at that
[01:58.71]Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, ain't mad at that
[02:02.62]I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
[02:06.97]Ever pop so much that you up for hours?
[02:10.03]Feel like there's cameras on all of the towers?
[02:11.38]X made me **** that girl like Austin Powers
[02:13.47]Her ****in' wet like we went in the shower
[02:15.30]She ****in' with my style
[02:16.28]Don't know when my plug gon' get back the Sours
[02:19.16]Them my favorite type of flowers
[02:20.94]I got no use for the kind that they throw in the aisles
[02:22.86]Skrrt then I skrrt off, first off
[02:25.50]We in love with money, not these ****ers with they ****ing hearts off
[02:27.37]My homie got the rock hard and the dirt soft
[02:29.90]Ain't ****in' sweet, he a star but he down to let the burst off
[02:31.96]Hold up wait, that's how I'ma kick the verse off
[02:35.57]I brought change to the game but at times it can derail
[02:38.46]God damn it, I guess everybody worst off
[02:39.99]Vibe, he wasn't supposed to slide
[02:41.74]How is we gonna survive?
[02:43.15]Bagging up the shit, can't cope with the vibe
[02:45.27]Praying to the Pope and you hopeless deprived, well I wrote this alive
[02:48.22]Mixing my sin with the lean and I'm pouring c*****e in the Sprite
[02:51.41]Two hunnid Xans, I'ma serve 'em tonight
[02:55.14]My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
[02:58.96]Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
[03:02.56]I be up in Bokey all the time, that's where the savage at
[03:06.60]Rap gon' make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
[03:10.73]Cruising through the Westside, I'm inside the Cadillac
[03:14.86]She gon' suck your wallet dry, swear that she ain't bad at that
[03:18.82]Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, ain't mad at that
[03:22.76]I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
[03:27.76]Baby, we can go into the back seat of the Cadillac
[03:30.71]Getting high, we floating through the sky up in the Cadillac
[03:34.74]Serving everything in all the places that the savage at
[03:38.65]Blowing out the kush, I know my haters really mad at that
[03:42.58]Baby, we can go into the back seat of this Cadillac
[03:47.03]Getting high, we floating through the sky up in this Cadillac
[03:50.69]Serving everything in all the places that the savage at
[03:54.81]Blowing out the kush, I know my haters really mad at that

作词 : Caskey
作曲 : Caskey
Let's ride, let's ride tonight, let's ride tonight
My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
I be up in Bokey all the time, that's where the savage at
Rap gon' make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
Cruising through the Westside, I'm inside the Cadillac
She gon' suck your wallet dry, swear that she ain't bad at that
Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, ain't mad at that
I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
So high in the City of Angels, think I'm at the summit
We out in Cali, I'm constantly blunted
Just ‘cause you got it don't mean you should stunt it
A handful of hunnids don't make you a hunnid
Folks do it all for the Gram, gotta see through the lines
Gotta learn how to tell
Gotta distinguish between the ones who want you down
And the ones who want see you prevail
No way I could fail, Baby just called me
Said, "Cas, when you come back, bring two hunnid bales"
I'm at the grow house in Cali
Like, "Yeah, I could do that, but is that to smoke or to sell?"
Wasn't surprised when he said it was personal
We doing shatter and I grab the nail
I just taught Stunna how to take a dab
He said, "White people crazy as hell!"
Live up to my reputation, getting road head while I'm driving
She know it's my meditation
And the way I'm looking at the competition
Y'all must really be on medication
They ain't ****in' with me and they know it
Went from a local dealer to a poet
Went from the Natty Ice to sippin' Moet
We ain't finna blow it, don't need your plug ‘cause we grow it
My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
I be up in Bokey all the time, that's where the savage at
Rap gon' make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
Cruising through the Westside, I'm inside the Cadillac
She gon' suck your wallet dry, swear that she ain't bad at that
Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, ain't mad at that
I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
Ever pop so much that you up for hours?
Feel like there's cameras on all of the towers?
X made me **** that girl like Austin Powers
Her ****in' wet like we went in the shower
She ****in' with my style
Don't know when my plug gon' get back the Sours
Them my favorite type of flowers
I got no use for the kind that they throw in the aisles
Skrrt then I skrrt off, first off
We in love with money, not these ****ers with they ****ing hearts off
My homie got the rock hard and the dirt soft
Ain't ****in' sweet, he a star but he down to let the burst off
Hold up wait, that's how I'ma kick the verse off
I brought change to the game but at times it can derail
God damn it, I guess everybody worst off
Vibe, he wasn't supposed to slide
How is we gonna survive?
Bagging up the shit, can't cope with the vibe
Praying to the Pope and you hopeless deprived, well I wrote this alive
Mixing my sin with the lean and I'm pouring c*****e in the Sprite
Two hunnid Xans, I'ma serve 'em tonight
My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
I be up in Bokey all the time, that's where the savage at
Rap gon' make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
Cruising through the Westside, I'm inside the Cadillac
She gon' suck your wallet dry, swear that she ain't bad at that
Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, ain't mad at that
I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
Baby, we can go into the back seat of the Cadillac
Getting high, we floating through the sky up in the Cadillac
Serving everything in all the places that the savage at
Blowing out the kush, I know my haters really mad at that
Baby, we can go into the back seat of this Cadillac
Getting high, we floating through the sky up in this Cadillac
Serving everything in all the places that the savage at
Blowing out the kush, I know my haters really mad at that