Ride from Metropolis by Namir Blade

Pull up smooth. You got plans, we too cool. In the back, bumping screw, if you got it roll up two. I don’t match, that’s on you, made a pact, where you going where you at? ETA. That’s just that.

I just got a ride today. It move like a basquiat, bucket or something. So caught up in spinning wheels. Cheap thrills, this a heat chill, front and center that’s a steep bill. Cut off auto payments ain’t no re-bill. Pipes screaming like it’s meek mill. No hands on em but the feet will. Hit the gas baby, don’t you swerve on em , don’t you crash. I ain’t into that. Nice widdit never finish last. Ice glinting, like some tinted glass. No five percent, But the 5 percenters still checking in. Tweeters sounding like Hear em knocking better let me in.

Pull up in that, 1990 do you wanna ride?

when can I slide to the pull up. Stay low key but the stock go bullish. Top notch thots, bet the block gon pull em.
How you throw a set but ya mans ain’t in it. How you gon pop when your fans don’t get it, yah damn I’m livid I ain’t make shit if the fam can’t spend it. I ain’t got shit less my man dem winning
new plans new vision.
But I do know one thing tho, these seasons come and go, Saturday thru Sunday Monday. Monday thru Sunday yo. Maybe it love you one day. Maybe it crush yo soul. Till then just hop up in this hoopty, hit the gas and go.


Pull up in that, 1990 do you wanna ride?

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• rap
• underground hip hop
• Nashville