Letra de ' Ridin' ' de Yung Bans

Yeah, ayy, huh, ayy

Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a Beam, huh, yeah
Dollar signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the money, huh, ayy
Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a Beam, huh, yeah
Dollar signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the money

Hmm, I'm on the beach with my feet up, ayy
Everybody say I'm switchin', I don't speak enough, hmm, ayy
I just turn my speakers up, hmm, ayy
I just turn my speakers up, huh
I'm movin' on just like my lease was up, ayy
And I'm still poppin' these percs, lil' bitch, I'm geekin' up, huh
I might fuck that lil' ho if she freakin' though, ayy
Then I have a new bitch 'fore the week was up, ayy

Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the money, huh, ayy
Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the money

Now I come for that money, I got that green, yeah
I'm gunning for that cheese, yeah, that cheese, yeah
I'll run out with ya honey, she off the bean, yeah
She wanna stay the week, I make her leave now, ayy
Get high, yeah, on the west side, yeah
On my life, yeah, think that I'ma die here
I put some money off to the side, yeah
Take a ride wi-ith me, yeah

Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the money, huh, ayy
Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the money (ayy, gang)

One day they caught me loafin' after droppin' off my bitch (droppin' off my bitch)
They sent a couple shots but I'm just glad that nigga missed (on the gang, nigga)
Ducked down and started clapping, tried to flip that hoe, whip
But I would rather take a life before my mama see me stiff (ayy, that's on my mama)
So I'm clutchin' on that .44 when I'm trippin' (ayy, grra, pow, pow, pow)
Trey paralyzed but I'm just glad that nigga livin' (ayy, I'm just glad that nigga livin')
Please don't come to me when that nigga granny end up missin' (when that nigga end up missin')
I was coolin' out in Cali, workin', bitch, I was gettin' it (ayy, workin', bitch, I was gettin' it, huh?)

Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the money, huh, ayy
Ridin' with the .40, ridin' with the .40 with a beam, huh, yeah
Dollar signs all I see
If it ain't 'bout the money, I ain't worried 'bout it, yeah
If it ain't 'bout the money