Lyrical Breakdown of Ride With Me Ft Trae Tha Truth Meek Mill - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Bounce wit me now, bounce Bounce wit me now, bounce Bounce wit me now, bounce Uh I stay fresher than a motherfucker, cleaner than a pimp Big 40 got me walkin' with a limp With a limp, little nigga gettin' rich Started off eatin' noodles, every night steak and shrimp, lord Little nigga take a glimpse Pockets say cheese like a nigga takin' flicks Got a thick ho, she can't even take a dick Fly nigga blowin' up, you would think I was a blimp Or a plane in the sky gettin' brain from a dime In the back of the jet only thing on my mind Is the money and the clothes, cars and the hoes And my little nigga probably growin' tall gettin' old Woah What your life like, sir Money machines sounding like a typewriter Probably eat the pussy but I wouldn't wife her Off the floor, aventador, I pull off like skrr (like skrr) Kitty in the engine might purr Sippin' on the lean so a nigga might slur Promethazine make my vision go blur And these diamonds on my neck and my wrist like burr So cold, oh no I ain't gotta go go Cause my prezzy rose gold And I'm ballin' Pro Bowl Romo niggas quarterbackin' with my old ho But I ain't trippin, YOLO nigga Niggas say they keep it [?] but it ain't like that Try me I go hard in the paint right quick Laugh at a nigga tryna take my bitch In a new white 6, 4 or 5 white bricks Bank roll like [?] with a bit like diddy Broke nigga know you ain't rich as my clique Got shit on my clique, nigga ask your bitch I call her right quick, she'll get on my dick Nigga get like that, get like that Fuck ass nigga come and get like that Get like that, get like that Sucka ass nigga can't get like that Come and get like that, get like that Pussy ass niggas can't get like that Come and get like that, get like that Ya'll sucka niggas can't get like that Yeah Ridin' in this audi? pull up in something you can't claim Crown me in the city as king it ain't changed Ain't no nigga hotter then me I'm covered in flames I elevated the chains so haters could look strange Young nigga fly on they ass, I got wings Couple of trained shooters for haters, we got game Still pull up in the hood get work and dumb change Then pull up in your city get head and jump planes Southwest rockstar, guns n roses Bunch of heavy metal take a bullet to load this Been a stiff nigga bet yo ass can't fold this Niggas on dick tell them niggas to hold this All black coupe you ain't seen how I rolled this Everything ice nigga ain't I the coldest Top laid back bitch I'm easy to notice 100 grand cash makes it easy to focus Rich broke nigga, lord knows I'm hopeless Straight up out of the gutter with the rest of the roaches Louis vuitton belt put it right where the toast is Puttin' bad bitches on my team like coaches I ain't hit the block i call plays Run off in that pussy then I probably part ways Hustle gang bitch, count money all day At the club [?] ball on em all day Niggas say they keep it [?] but it ain't like that Try me I go hard in the paint right quick Laugh at a nigga tryna take my bitch In a new white 6, 4 or 5 white bricks Bank roll like diddy [?] Broke nigga know you ain't rich as my clique Got shit on my clique, nigga ask your bitch I call her right quick, she'll get on my dick Nigga get like that, get like that Fuck ass nigga come and get like that Get like that, get like that Sucka ass nigga can't get like that Come and get like that, get like that Pussy ass niggas can't get like that Come and get like that, get like that Ya'll sucka niggas can't get like that Hundred in my pocket and my partner stayin trippin' With a bunch of Cali niggas in the neighborhood crippin' A nigga want to talk, send a nigga on a mission Hit a nigga with a chopper make a nigga come up missing Play no game nigga know my real Save me the trouble nigga check yourself Extendo clip nigga check my belt All we do is get money in the game I rep Hustle gang over everything nigga no exceptions Talking crazy on the phone, I can't hear you no reception A nigga try me and it's on, have mercy god bless him I'm the mothafucking king why i care about a [?] I'm chasing the [?] all I'm getting is the money Lame ass niggas can't get shit from me I got a group of young niggas go and hit licks for me As for haters, fuck em mane, never did shit for me 75 on the wrist got a hundred on the neck Kill a nigga get a life sentence, done it for respect Black rolls at the red another one in front of that With a group of bad bitches say they want it from the back A nigga try to do respect I ain't playin' none of that Shawty hit em with the Tech lay the nigga on his back Nigga don't want this nigga check that Niggas say they keep it [?] but it ain't like that Try me I go hard in the paint right quick Laugh at a nigga tryna take my bitch In a new white 6, 4 or 5 white bricks Bank roll like [?] Broke nigga know you ain't rich as my clique Got shit on my clique, nigga ask your bitch I call her right quick, she'll get on my dick Nigga get like that, get like that Fuck ass nigga come and get like that Get like that, get like that Sucka ass nigga can't get like that Come and get like that, get like that Pussy ass niggas can't get like that Come and get like that, get like that Ya'll sucka niggas can't get like that