Lil Durk - Rider Chick lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk] She gon’ be 100, hol’ that muthaf**a down (?) you how that sh** go street n***a Know what I’m sayin’? [Hook: Lil Durk] She my rider chick, she on the block with these savages She on point like a guard but she ain’t havin it We don’t go back and forth about private sh** And she be on my block with all the packs and sh** I got a street b**h I teach her all I know, she a street b**h She hidin’ all my dough, she a street b**h She gon’ go when I say go, she a street b**h [Verse 1: Lil Durk] See her friend and sh**, I kick her ’round like Pam and sh** And I can’t stand that b**h, she tweakin’ off them Xans and sh**, And I’m the man and sh** A hunnid like them cancers sticks Street n***a, but I be on some romantic sh** She on snap wit it, I’m from the back wit it She don’t like these rappers, but she be into these trap n***as Tell me who be all behind my back wit it (?), These n***as hoes, I’ll slap n***as Bought my b**h a Birkin cause she worth it Told her how to be cheap, cause ain’t nobody perfect She held me down when I was locked up She was with me in the kitchen when that (?) locked up She crazy, she a pop up [Hook: Lil Durk] She my rider chick, she on the block with these savages She on point like a guard but she ain’t havin it We don’t go back and forth about private sh** And she be on my block with all the packs and sh** I got a street b**h I teach her all I know, she a street b**h She hidin’ all my dough, she a street b**h She gon’ go when I say go, she a street b**h [Verse 2: Dej Loaf] I done learned the whole game, he done taught me everythang Do more, talk less, never say no names Beat his case his OJ, got him out his old ways Whippin’ work in the kitchen, call that gourmet Playin’ with the p**y pistols, call that foreplay f** him after long days, never leave him horny Every time he call me, pick up right away Why the Bentley in the driveway? Always gettin’ my way b**hes be tryin’ it, I’m his homie, lover, friend You can’t deny it baby, we thuggin’ till the end Married to the streets, money in the rubber band Ain’t nothin’ like the D, I be tuggin’ on his pants [Hook: Lil Durk] She my rider chick, she on the block with these savages She on point like a guard but she ain’t havin it We don’t go back and forth about private sh** And she be on my block with all the packs and sh** I got a street b**h I teach her all I know, she a street b**h She hidin’ all my dough, she a street b**h She gon’ go when I say go, she a street b**h