[Verse 1] It's Friday morning Hanging with goons, Buddha subduing the room And I'm influenced by the booming stoner tunes, my mind's brooding off That Cudi spazzing, we jamming, fuck it, the mood is moving I'm losing my righteousness soon and the blunt passed, I can't refuse it Celebrating what I just hit, a nigga said Just catch your breath and get the long drag, this ain't no cigarette Before you know I had passed the class, a natural Hide the smell then settle, we flying vibes unimaginable How could I know the show was only beginning ? My homey told me some Henny was needed to get it spinning I listened, began sipping, before I know it, it's dripping of my lips I want more, fuck, I'm staggering at the kitchen door Needless to say I missed it. I'm on that dank And I'm diving in pools of liquor, pass out, wake up, drank Drank, baked up, drank. Not giving a fuck, drank... When it's over, my bros are still the ones to thank [Hook] Twenty bottles in the whip, Yeah we on it, true legit Nothing new nigga, that's just how we ride And if these bitches tryna fuck with the crew, they know what to do Nothing new nigga, that's just how we ride That's just how we ride, just how we ride Nigga ain't nothing new, that's just how we ride That's how we ride, just how we ride Nigga it's nothing new, that's just how we- [Verse 2] It's Friday evening I have to say, I'm surprised that all happened in half a day We have to have a party today, and fuck it we'll have our way Stomach turning from alcohol right beside me After all, the toke I smoked is burning inside me, let's have a ball It's time for wylin', we hit the island, the ride is packed Two niggas in front but like six of them stacked in the back In the name of knacks, don't panic, traffic is classic A homey instructed me on how to hit these bitches tactical Tell em you're a rapper, freestyle like you did this afternoon, she'll have to swoon And you know what happens soon as you grab a room Va-va-voom. Land the party at ten thirty The curfew is ten, but two hours over time couldn't hurt me right ? The vibe's euphoric, pretty girls in little dresses address us like we impress em Lucky they ain't learned their lesson (ha) Find an ass, we grind and pass, with no regretting Nauseous homeys acting raucous in the setting, Jehovah bless em [Hook] [Verse 3] It's Saturday at an unknown hour I reminisce on how I swayed onto the premises last night Parents weren't home, and I reaped the benefit Devil red eyes, hard to find your levels when you're high as fuck And slightly drunk, night time's when I erupt, yup Now I'm yawning, body aching Got me saying 'I'm taking a break' but I guess my conscience must be mistaken bruh Cuz I'm addicted to the vibe and I'ma ride with my niggas Until the demons depicted have been evicted I check my bag to find somebody stashed the ashes of a Pall Mall And two Alomo bottles with the caps on and all Rid the evidence and evidently we are ready for yet another event At one hunna percent Gunnin' with niggas I can rely Ask em who the baddest in the room and they know how to reply It's Ride, Die or get the fuck out, everybody's a shooter So any Judas will be executed, that's just how we do it [Hook] [Outro] Yo.. real niggas put your hands in the air one time Hands in the air if you know you finna ride In the motherfucking air if you ride to you die Though I do this to live, Ride