ride for my *****s, dawg
I ride for my *****s
I slide for my *****s, dawg (Dawg)
I ride for my *****s
Stay schemin', *****s tryna get at me, dawg
I ride for my *****s
Stay schemin', *****s tryna get at me, dawg
I ride for my *****s


Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Damn, life's so short
**** it, I don't wanna go to court (Huh!)
**** it, got a budget for the lawyer, though
**** it, I'm on the run for the month (Woo!)
I'm in the bucket, paid 200 for it
My lil' *****s thuggin', even got me paranoid (Huh!)
I'm gettin' money, that's in any ***** category
Double M, I got Gs out in California (Huh!)
Maybach Music

[Chorus: Rick Ross, French Montana & Drake]
I ride for my *****s, dawg
I ride for my *****s
I slide for my *****s, dawg (Dawg)
I ride for my *****s
Stay schemin' (Yeah), *****s tryna get at me, dawg
(Young Frankie Geechi Liberace, yeah)
I ride for my *****s

[Verse 2: Drake & Rick Ross]
It bothers me when the gods get to actin' like the broads
Guess every team doesn't come complete with *****s like ours
That's why I see no need to compete with *****s like y'all
I just ask that when you see me you speak up, *****, that's all
Don't be duckin' like you never wanted nothin'
It's feelin' like rap changed, it was a time it was rugged
Back when if a ***** reached it was for the weapon
Nowadays *****s reach just to sell they record
Spaghetti bolognese in the Polo Lounge
Me and my G from D.C., that's how I roll around
Might look light, but we heavy though
You think Drake will pull some **** like that? You never know