[Hook] ride low I don't say much (nah) windows up I ain't fuckin with y'all ride low I been cuttin off (cuttin off) keep it movin I don't say what I lost ride low ride low (yeah) ride low ride low I don't trust em so I ride alone ride low ride low (yeah) [Verse] phone face down, that's the locksmith every name I saved got a body count of promises toxins in the contact list I'm dropping it my circle shrunk like cotton in the wash and shit (yeah) too many hands reaching in with the pleasantries and all the check-ins leave a read receipt I'm done investing learn to keep the questions from congesting what I'm protecting quiet got em guessing second-guessing (nah) I been dodging all the circus acts and acrobatics people flip the script then play the victim when there's static automatic how they switch up like I wouldn't catch it every mask I peeled back got another mask attached so I detach pull the lever ride the low crack the window let the smoke just take it slow ain't no GPS to where I'm tryna go I just know I gotta go yeah I gotta go (ayy) sippin on the quiet like a medicine I needed every conversation lately got me depleted I don't need the crowd to tell me what I know I'm seeing so the bass thump and the road is all I'm needing [Hook] ride low I don't say much (nah) windows up I ain't fuckin with y'all ride low I been cuttin off (cuttin off) keep it movin I don't say what I lost ride low ride low (yeah) ride low ride low I don't trust em so I ride alone ride low ride low (yeah) [Verse] funny how they miss you when the signal drop they get the picture you was just a fixture something to administer this a sinister pattern I been mapping out for months every brunch and every lunch was just a front (damn) I gave the benefit I bent until I'm spent every cent of energy they rent and never reimburse I'm conversing with a version of myself that finally heard it surface level people only surface when it serves them curtains on the windshield I don't wanna see the sermon burn it down I don't need the ground that I been standing on if the ground is full of hands that wanna drag me to the bottom let em grab at phantoms (yeah) this the calm that come after the tantrum after the panic after the scramble after you realize half of your candle been burning at both of the ends for a handful of people who'd leave you the second you'd ramble too honest too loud too much to handle too real for the room so I ride with the windows tinted and the bass low settled in my mental temperamental but I found the tempo instrumental just how I glide let me ride slow [Hook] ride low I don't say much (nah) windows up I ain't fuckin with y'all ride low I been cuttin off (cuttin off) keep it movin I don't say what I lost ride low ride low (yeah) ride low ride low I don't trust em so I ride alone ride low ride low (yeah)
