Ride or Die in Two Languages

[Intro]
Yeah
Ride with me
(aye)
Ride with me
[Verse 1]
You was there when I was broke
Countin' change on the floor, tryna laugh it off
You was there when I got cold
Put your hoodie on me first, took the weather off
I was all pride, all walls, all trouble
You walked in, every brick turned rubble
Now it’s front seat, hair up, no struggle
Your hand on my knee at the red light, subtle
[Chorus]
You my ride or die in two languages
You say “quédate” when I’m losin’ it
You hold me down, you lift me up
You talk that love, I talk that trust
You my ride or die in two languages
You say “vámonos” when I’m doublin’ it
Late night drives, we just us
You talk that love, I talk that trust (yeah)
[Verse 2]
She:
Tú llegaste con tus miedos
But I saw that corazón behind the tattoos
Mama said “cuidado nena”
But I heard the way you prayed when you had to
We was on FaceTime past dos y pico
Dreamin’ ‘bout a crib, un perrito chiquito
Now it’s passport stamps, same seat on the vuelo
Your hoodie on my shoulders, I’m your little cielo (hey)
[Chorus]
You my ride or die in two languages
I say “quédate” when you losin’ it
I hold you down, I lift you up
I talk that love, you talk that trust
You my ride or die in two languages
I say “vámonos” when you doublin’ it
Late night drives, we just us
I talk that love, you talk that trust (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
He:
If I fall off, would you still slide?
She:
If they switch on you, I’ll take your side
He:
If the world turn cold, you gon’ sleep by mine?
She:
I’ll be right here, repeating “estoy fine”
Both:
From the block to the plane to the front porch light
Same two voices in the dark each night
Same two names on the mailbox sign
Same “te amo” with that “you’re all mine” (yeah)
[Chorus]
You my ride or die in two languages
We say “quédate” when we losin’ it
You hold me down, I lift you up
You talk that love, I talk that trust
You my ride or die in two languages
We say “vámonos” when we doublin’ it
Late night drives, we just us
You talk that love, I talk that trust (ride with me)
You my ride or die in two languages

rap, Warm West Coast hip‑hop groove with trunk-shaking low end, swung drums, and bright Latin percussion. Male vocals gritty and deep, female vocals nimble and melodic with bilingual flair. Hook explodes with stacked harmonies and call‑and‑response ad‑libs; verses stay tight and conversational. Occasional filtered drops highlight the duet chemistry before the beat slams back in., hip hop