We Ride chords and lyrics - YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Hands up
Fast money, Cash [C]Money,
motherfucker [Em](Drum Dummie, yeah, yeah)
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I say [C]the pressure is [Em]on, nigga
Them birds in town, nigga
You [C]know we 'bout to [Em]get
it on (hands up)
Yeah, and [C]we ride and we [Em]ride
and we fly and we fly
Nigga, you [C]know we 'bout to [Em]get it on
Yeah, I say [C]the pressure is [Em]on, nigga
Them M's in town, nigga
You [C]know we 'bout to get
it [Em]on (hands up)
Yeah, and we [C]ride and we ride
and we [Em]high and we high
Nigga, you [C]know we 'bout to [Em]get it on,
blatt

[Verse 3]
They know them [C]people [Bm]in[Em]
Durangos (Durangos)
Pulled a left, start [C]to stop a nigga [Bm]game
[Em]flow (stop a game flow)
Yeah, we got [C]them [Em]choppa with
them same clothes (same clothes)
Pussy nigga poppin' [C]up with [Em]the same
flow (with the same flow)
Yeah, we got [C]the [Em]choppa in the Range
Rove' (in the Range Rove')
Four deep in [C]a Lamb' and a R[Bm]ange
[Em]Rove' (and a Range Rove' )
Yeah, we in [C]a Benz wit' hundred [Em]stacks
They know that we comin' back (yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah)
We [C]doin' the flip[Em]pin' stacks
(and we flippin' stacks)
Yeah, I got [C]the Bentley with [Em]a
mil' in it (with a mil' in it)
Full of dope, four [C]doors and [Em]a
mil' in it (with a mil' in it)
Yeah, we got some [C]beef
with [Em]some pussy niggas
We know how we get it
wit 'em (pussy nigga)
We [C]know how we gon' [Em]deal wit 'em
(how we gon' deal wit' em)

[Verse 4]
Yeah, I say [C]the pressure is [Em]on, nigga
Them birds in town, nigga
You [C]know we 'bout to [Em]get
it on (hands up)
Yeah, and we [C]ride and we [Em]ride
and we fly and we fly
Nigga, you [C]know we 'bout to [Em]get it on
Yeah, I say the [C]pressure is [Em]on, nigga
Them M's in town, nigga
You [C]know we 'bout to get
it [Em]on (hands up)
Yeah, and we [C]ride and we ride
and we [Em]high and we high
Nigga, you know we 'bout to get it
on (and you know that I'ma get mine)

[Verse 5]
Even if I got to slang [C]iron
Youngin' right [Em]here that's
on side of me
Sixteen, bangin' [C]at the same time
My [Em]nerves bad,
went in my pack to ease my [C]mind
Niggas hatin' but ain't
gettin' [Em]close to me
I'ma fuck these hoes while [C]I steady
keep [Em]my wrist on shine
Hundred for that Redeye Charger
'Nother [C]hundred grand for my mama,
fifty [Em]for my brother lawyer
Fifty- [C]five hundred for these sticks [Em]to keep the pussy niggas in order,
come on, bang [C]out
Meech get a bitch from St. Bern[Em]ard,
drive way to Florida
[C]Then pro[Em]bably be back up in that north,
talkin' with my [C]label (my label)
Ten million [Em]for my label,
now sittin' on [C]the table (yeah, yeah)
Youngin' played up where [Em]they trap at,
ski'd up, tryna take [C]'em (yeah, yeah)
All my nig[Em]gas who real,
with them I'm gon' break paper (break paper)
Still [C]on fuckin' over, [Em]niggas fakin'

[Verse 6]
Yeah, I say the [C]pressure is [Em]on, nigga
Them birds in town, nigga
You [C]know we 'bout to get
it [Em]on (hands up)
Yeah, and [C]we ride and [Em]we ride
and we fly and we fly
Nigga, you [C]know we 'bout to [Em]get it on
Yeah, I say the [C]pressure is [Em]on, nigga
Them M's in town, nigga
You [C]know we 'bout to get
it [Em]on (hands up)
Yeah, and we [C]ride and we ride
and we [Em]high and we high
Nigga, you [C]know we 'bout to
[Em]get it on (yeah)

[Verse 7]
Look I'm [Em]back up in this bitch
And in this [C]bitch, I got them stick[Em]s
How many you went and copped?
How many [C]of 'em that I could get
Look [Em]I got three unc', and that's
ninety shots
Gon' [C]clear the whole street,
they talkin' [Em]millions, we can beef
I'm screamin', [C]"Fuck that,
we can [Em]meet"

[Verse 8]
He a [Em]cold- blooded motherfucker
[C]Never been no [Em]stranger,
built for this gangster shit
[C]Down for some [Em]danger
Cold lil' nigga, [C]like, uptown [Em]finger
Trigger finger nigga like,
[C]"Who wan' ban[Em]g out?"
My cold lil' nigga like,
[C]"Who wan' ban[Em]g us?"
Talm' 'bout, "Uptown trigger [C]finger,
who want bang wit' [Em]us?"
You know this pimpin', been had the drip nigga,
[C]ya' understand me? (Who wan' bang wit[Em]' us?)
Big money talk boy, ain't no [C]small talk 'round
here (like, who wan' bang [Em]wit' us?)
Hold on Five, Mouse Man, catch the cut
Beezy, handle that, Big J,
you know what it is
Jubba G, let's get it
Big money shit, anybody can get it
Rich Gang, blatt