
Song
Ridin' with a Lam
dylan sousa · 4 plays
male vocals, rap, braggadocious, flexing money, rich lifestyle, aggressive, hip hop
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah-yeah, ayy (skrrt)
Uh, count it up, count it up (woo)
Ridin' light, feelin' right
Verse
Pull up, doors lift, it's a statement, open sky (skrrt)
Wallet thick like a textbook, I don't memorize (nah)
Brokeie on the corner watchin' how I multiply (watch)
I deposit summers in my winter, compound every night (ayy)
Paper talk, it's fluent — fluent in ten-figure slang
I speak in commas, household names in my bank
Got a Lam by the curb, green leather, mean curve (vroom)
When I step on the scene, they rewind what they heard (rewind)
My necklace hang like a trophy, ice with a glare (ice)
Bought my ex a new chapter, left her in the chair (bye)
Checks clear like daylight, no layaway, no wait (nope)
I pop a champagne laugh, make the small talk ache (ha)
Brokeie got opinions, but I'm a walking estate (estate)
I rent the weekend, buy the weekday, shift the fate (shift)
Stacks in a duffel, stacks in a case, stacks on the dash (dash)
I move like a headline, they just read the flash (read it)
Chorus
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Verse
City stop, I make the lane private, close the blinds (close)
Phone buzz like extras when the contract signs (cha-ching)
They wonder how I buy time — I bought the times (times)
I trade futures like I'm dealing in suns and moons and dimes (dimes)
Brokeie still late, they on the clock I bought (bought)
I own the whole block when I park the car, it's not a lot (not)
But I spin a globe and pick a skyline like it's on my phone (pick)
Fly the fam first-class, tell the pilot set the tone (set it)
My grill like a signal, flashing for the next move (flash)
I write the rules then sign 'em, guess who's got the pen to prove (uh-huh)
Make a hundred from a handshake, ease the math like it's art (art)
Spend a hundred on a habit and call it modern heart (woo)
Brokeie preach thrift like it's therapy, I buy the cure (buy it)
I don't play like I pay — I pay like I play, that's pure (pure)
Roll up, doors whisper riches, it's a hush, not loud (shh)
I walk through the crowd and every cloudy thought turns proud (yeah)
Chorus
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Bridge
They say money change people — nah, money change lanes (change)
I keep my circle small, bigger moves, smaller chains (small)
If you broke with me, I'll show you the receipt for a dream (receipt)
But I ain't handing out invites — it's an exclusive team (team)
Chorus
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in my lap, racks in my lap (racks)
Ridin' with a Lam, racks in m
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