This is a song about "Ridin"

Keep losing my way

Ridin' down the highway

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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

Why me, i say it cause we number one

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Now they ridin my jock. knock even though it aint locked

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

You know i was ridin’ and you switched up a gear or two

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Riding around with ms. reece and them

But five years from now i bet she see

Ridin down the highway on a friday