Kevin Gates - Wild Ride lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

Would I be wrong? I want to fuck ya with one of my niggas

If afterwards I promise that I wouldn't look at ya different

Broke down some buds of grigy empty my gut and twist it

Settle down, it's 'bout to get explicit

Passed ya the light, ya lit it, inhale, ya cough, I get it

Luv the way ya look at me, especially when you're lifted

This is bound to be a wild ride, wild ride, wild ride

Pussy dripping yeah we calling off, nigga

Hit ya from behind, ass up and face down

And I live everythin' I'm sayin', babe this ain't no make believe

(Verse)

Fresh, we started

Existence on a higher plane, mentally we orbits

Stimulated my prognosis is that we proceed with caution

Dick woah, stroke her slow, feelings caught us, now we're caught in

Bread winner's my religion, these dealings are detrimental

God blessed me with a pivotive intimate, then I'm off it

Sippin' coffee, havin' money, ain't into flossin'

'Telligent conversation, conversing sorry ya lost me

I'm awesome, broke down bricks, cocaine powder, sniff

Gently placing kisses against her clit, dick got her whipped

She'll pleasure, yeah we fuck her together, pussy to shit

Participate or stalling, won't even call 'em, I let 'em sit

Purchase bae some purses, respect a slut, we taking trips

Sometimes I like to watch my ho fuck, video making flicks

In the whip jacking me off, know how to make it spit

Hand in my drawers, fondle my balls, she got the softest grip

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(Verse 2)

Let's plan a visit ovaseas

Spontaneous the way I do my shit, ya wouldn't believe

Rip out in the kitchen then I fuck her on her knees

Make her eat my dick in front of her friend before I leave

Bae ya got these niggas jealous, steady wishin' they was me

I turned up for a check and got some money off the streets

Backseat of the Jag cut up for everyone to see

Hit the club next to me in my section in V.I.P.

Eat the pussy from the back and I don't give a fuck who lookin'

Might not notice but I'm strapped, [bitch act a ass, I got her cookin'

Under the light she dance for me, body movin' slow

Break bread, fingernails pedicured, the polish glow

My bitch look like a tiger, iColor type shit, she exotic

Swallow from the bottle, point at what I want, she holler

Tongue between her asscheeks, steam all in the shower

Down for whateva, whateva, Bonnie and Clyde her

(Hook)