Ayy, I just wanna ride with you Ayy, I just wanna ride with you What are we gonna do? Ayy, I just wanna slide up in you I just wanna ride with you Oh yeah, baby, where are we going? Where are we going? It's pretty real, it's pretty real You know I do my thing I pull up in that Benz and you pull up in the Wrang You feelin' me now, you feelin' my style Feelin' me now, I'm gettin' it now, ah-ah-ah I know that you want it, I can see it all in your face I know that you rustic, I can tell you wanna turn Come to the hills, I wanna chill Hop on my wheels, pop you a seal, ah-ah-ah Wanna eat it every time a n***a see your face You know I hate it every time you say you walk away Oh no, ayy You moody, you groovy, you better do your thing You wanna have me sexin', you wanna wear the chain Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, I just wanna ride with you Ayy, I just wanna ride with you What are we gonna do? Ayy, I just wanna slide up in I just wanna ride with you Oh yeah, baby, where are we going? Where are we going? She wanna wear the chain and drink a bottle of Hennessy They ask you who you been, baby girl, you just mention me Keep it trill, you love my style I'm young and wild, ah-ah-ah She like Jacqueline on NASA, she be gettin' flea We be ridin' in the drop like the Kennedys Ayy, ayy, ayy, uh-huh, ayy We livin' the good life, we party on the hill I let her push the Rari so she know this *** is real Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I just wanna ride with you Ooh, yeah, whoa Oh yeah, uh, where are we going? I wanna ride, I wanna ride I wanna ride with you Ooh, yeah, where are we going? Ooh, baby, where are we going? Yeah, oh, baby I just wanna ride with you I just wanna ride with you