Lyrics

[Verse 1]

No lie I was foolish
homie tried to tell a nigga toot it and boot it,
I ain't wanna hear it
Iwas blinded by the booty
deserve what was coming pay the price being stupid
shawty want to preach bout peace like a Buddhist
my stupid ass thinking yeah we can do this
knew you was bout when I pulled out the rubber
and you was trying to beg for a nigga not to use it
(shit)
why do all these hoes
want me so
where the wifeys at
(where the wifeys at)
shoot my shot fasho
do me cold
they don't write me back
(they don't write back)
or they'll let me know
rolling stone
they think I might be that
(think I might be that)
cause when I check my phone
it's always yo
baby I need that dick
(hold up)
maybe that's it
(hold up)
maybe it's too much to ask somebody take a trip
with a nigga who be hardly home
always in the mix always busy always on the road
all I see it's tits
but I can't give up
(can't give up)
but every women that I meet be having children
or want me to give them children
regardless of how they living
trap me just for some child support
(yeah x6)
hit the outlet and spend it
man I need me a real woman
can't fuck around with the bitches

[Hook]

Naw I can’t ride with you

(oh no)

Shit you better think twice if you think I'm sliding through

(oh no)

next time that you text me

l hope that shit dies on you

(oh yeah)

sometimes I feel like I can't vibe with you

(we just different)

Naw I can't ride with you

(oh no)

cuz you don't ride the way I ride with you

(oh no)

shit you better think twice if you think I'm sliding through

(oh yeah)

next time that you text me, I hope that shit dies on you.

(We can't do this)



[Verse 2]

She hit my phone but I didn't pick up
come to my home wana make a big fuss
she stalks Instagram and sends me pics like see this could been us
she tryna find me when I lay in the cut
(yeah)
I know niggas who done already fucked
(yea)
lied about it cause she want me to cuff
(yeah)
Kevin Samuels couldn't make this shit up
(make this shit up)
Keep it hunned
I aint even gone front
(yeah)
I didn't know about the girl from the jump
(yeah)
but lil mama had miles on her I could tell the way that she was giving it up
(giving it up)
but I ain't never really cared where you bust
(yeah)
but tryna tell me where a nigga can nut
(yeah)
with no ring on you finger
girl you are no singer im sorry, but cutting you off is a must
I mean shit
(ahh)
maybe that's it
(ahh)
maybe it's too much to ask somebody take a trip
with a nigga who be hardly home
(hardly home)
always in the mix
always busy always on the road
(on the road)
all I see tits but I can't give up
(can't give up)
but every women that I meet be having children
(yeah ~12)
or want me to give them children
regardless of how they living
trap me just for some child support
hit the outlet and spend it
man I need me a real woman
can't fuck around with the bitches


[Hook]

Naw I can’t ride with you

(oh no)

Shit you better think twice if you think I'm sliding through

(oh no)

next time that you text me

l hope that shit dies on you

(oh yeah)

sometimes I feel like I can't vibe with you

(we just different)

Naw I can't ride with you

(oh no)

cuz you don't ride the way I ride with you

(oh no)

shit you better think twice if you think I'm sliding through

(oh yeah)

next time that you text me, I hope that shit dies on you.

(We can't do this)