Swear to God I won't tell
Swear to God I won't tell
For my click I'm a ride or die [repeat]

Eating on some chips
Smoking on a blunt
Chilling on da front porch
Gray court pulled up in the front

All I know is smoke weed, run steal and sell dope
Roll dice, get money and gang bang with my folk
Dre capping waka
Hands, guns, and choppas
Can't find you then we dumping on ya mama [repeat]

Never again will I let a folk try me
45 on my hip, gone check em if they try me
Squiggly lines and ivy closed caskets you dump bastards
From eastside to riverdale fake wheels thunder bells

That's gone keep my pockets swell
Hell yeah I won't tell
Gucci he gone post da belll
Hand on my d*ck like f**k jail

Swear to God I won't tell
Swear to God I won't tell
For my click I'm a ride or die
For my click I'm a ride or die

Eating on some chips
Smoking on a blunt
Chilling on da front porch
Gray court pulled up in da front porch
Now I'm grabbin on my pistol
And I'm running with da blunt
They think a nigga scared
I ain't no muf***king chump

All I know is smoke weed, run, steal and sell dope
Roll dice, get money, and gang band with my folk
Dre capping waka
Hand, guns and choppas
Can't find you den we dumping on ya mama [repeat]