[Chorus: Blü]
Riding with you
Is the only way I can escape it
Under the moon
We get high and I know you can taste it, yeah
Riding with you
Is the only way I can escape it
Fly under the moon

[Verse: Curren$y]
Jamming Ghetto Mafia in a Ferrari with the top up
It would profit you to listen what I got for you, I promise you
Game for sale, spitting motion pictures (Motion pictures)
Smoked out at the Oscars (Smoked out at the Oscars)
Park the sports cars next to the helicopters
Red carpet sponsored by designers (Sponsored by designers)
Semi-fresh looks and direct deposits
I get paid all day, I am a product (I'm a motherfucking product)
Though it’s priceless, I'll sell you a lil' time, you should be honored (Yeah, you should be honored)
Six zeros, two commas
More thousands, less drama
Baby girl, I’m all about it
Six zeros, two commas
More dollars, less drama
Baby girl, I'm all about it
Broke n***as gon' talk about it
[Chorus: Blü & Curren$y]
Riding with you
Is the only way I can escape it
If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
Told her, "Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your n***a"
Under the moon
Keep the E in it
Chevys on switches
Baby, we smoking weed in it
We get high and I know you can taste it, yeah (Don't post me in your pictures)
Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your n***a
That shit there had him suspicious
Riding with you
We hitting switches on Chev’, highway dipping
Loose lips sink ships and our ship ain’t sinking
Is the only way I can escape it
Fuck was they thinking?
Yeah, yeah, yeah