Let’s Ride Hook: Get cha Gunz… Get cha ammo… Get cha bulletproof vest… Grab an extra clip… We burning wood in the whips let’s ride… Verse 1: We do it Jonni blaze… Call me jack spade… It’s a million ways you can walk through them pearlie gates… Earned income I gotta steady pay… nigga like me can see dollars a block way… Flying out of states…delta all in my space…I gotta rap sheet but no murder case… Clean as a whistle… The way that boy move… I ride deep with a swivel…I’m a triple threat… I break ice into type x… I gotta fan base like mike Epps… Media hits like wyclep…and yes I’m strap with a bulletproof vest… Riding through the night like emo tec… Mummy returns…we got money to burn…20 deep with heat that’s too many concerns… Step on my feet…I still stand firm… Im riding through ya hood like big worm… Verse 2: Gas up the Chrysler…ride with the grits and the grinders….high risers… Time to pay the piper… Pay the snipers…city boy iced up… My flow is nicer…I’m a cipher…a black disciple as I tip toe through your visor… with money bags I advise ya…keep quiet or eat fire…these guns sing out like choirs… black riots… Ride through the hood with no minus…you roll with my niggas… You riding with Florida’s finest… Yeah niggaz feel the way I’m vibing… Keep that fire on me when I’m riding….