This is a song about "Riding motorcycles"

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

Even if i die i'll roll up riding a golden hearse

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Riding inna hammer dip

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Verse writing, hearse riding,

I got a big fear of flying

Ran outside to see the big show

She asked if i was riding solo

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.

I'm riding around with my gun on hip

I put that nigga in his casket