This is a song about "Ridin high"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

The ride has been ridin'

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Yow am ridin around in my

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

I got that shit, that makes you high

Where's the other bitch that was here ridin wit me?

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

That's the window into the sky

One moment we'll be so high

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Shes ridin on my dick like a broom stick