This is a song about "Riding on good vibes riding on sunshine"

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

'cuz i be flowing, riding up on the beat, and that's dope and you ain't even know it,

Written riding my spaceship

Or let the mob handle that

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Dreams riding him on rockets shit in his locket of rhymes from his pocket

I'm riding around with my gun on hip

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Riding in their bugatti's man/

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Hook- good vibes, keepin it real with my good vibes,

"he bout to rhyme on riding dimes again?"

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

There is no sunshine on this page

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range