Riot
Back 2 back bar 4 bar that's cold
Lyrics made him bleed out his nose
I'm in the studio that's I own
Bitches mad cuz I got that picture posted
Man man crash that shit in the bricks
Damn he crashed it like your nose
Lyrics lyrics damn I'm hitting licks
Your boy took an L and ghosted
Been here for 2 years I feel like I'm rookie
You fuckin' them bitches you fuckin' them Gucci
Let it spray down and that thooka makes sound
But I make that bitch moaning like she is proud
I ain't tryna promote that violence but ah
She will ride with me and on guitar
Ha movin' damn fast
Sippin' that honey, Russia the best
Tuba ting go on ring go on low ping
Rolling loud off the streams go for new streams
Kick him out of the way, cuz he spoilt shit
Rugar thought it's a time for new players bitch
Why you losing all this hope if it's not time yet
Eating pizza and on breakfast got me omelette
Got my brother from the hood, taking none of that
He just eating all the wins and he wining yeah
Сижу читаю Календарь
Май не ласковый давно там
Внимай словам моим давай
Копай поглубже, там найдёшь
Нож в душу лентяя
Меняешь свободу, кидая болт
На мечты? Как Китай мигрантов меняя?
Ну что же, начнём, йоу
Твоя жизнь - это slow mo
В ней нет места Ошо
Фразы по типу оу ноу, моя жизнь, это говно...
Меняй это, парень
Или go home!
Меняй лень да действие
Нет лучше воздействия на мыслей своих ход, чем этот антипод
Пот прошибет тебя, когда дойдёт, что в болоте утопил своих грёз небосвод
Нот! Хватит! Пусть на берегу бродят те
Кому не хватило яиц Рубикон перейти
Почему перейти тебе сил не хватило
Расскажи мне почему тебе не подфартило
Разве кто-то говорил тебе, что будет тихо
Если бунт необходим, то почему вы все притихли?
Это как первый раз, идём как в первый класс, другой сказал: дурак, зачем ты делал так?
Но он то был не прав, не знал как сделать раунд, и потому пропал
А что ты делал, брат?
Back 2 back bar 4 bar that's cold
Lyrics made him bleed out his nose
I'm in the studio that's I own
Bitches mad cuz I got that picture posted
Man man crash that shit in the bricks
Damn he crashed it like your nose
Lyrics lyrics damn I'm hitting licks
Your boy took an L and ghosted
Been here for 2 years I feel like I'm rookie
You fuckin' them bitches you fuckin' them Gucci
Let it spray down and that thooka makes sound
But I make that bitch moaning like she is proud
I ain't tryna promote that violence but ah
She will ride with me and on guitar
Ha movin' damn fast
Sippin' that honey, Russia the best
My gang is the best
We came from the bottom
But ain't gonna rest
Stop at the booth
You put it on deck
Crazy be going
But lay on his neck
Man it's one hunnid
I prove it with stacks
Catch him for dinner
Get mad 'bout that check
Boy, we don't play yeah
We ain't going back
Stop you with one word
But powerful yeah
I'm in the studio OG
Making this fire "Oh, Oui"
Hit all these angles like Ovi
I'm a champ like Pavard B
Nike my feet get yo merch back
Pull out the choppa got kickback
All these blue hunnids make n rats
He is from Houston it's raining there
Lightning C lighting V go into the G
Rollercoaster ride she remembers me
Just respect them people who made Real Shit
It's a riot baby, it's time to grow your seeds
Grow your kids, feed yo family, looking for new deeds
He got fame he got money, he just washed out shit
Build that basement, but still running bricks
Stop your business, man got tired, go for family ting
Back 2 back bar 4 bar that's cold
Lyrics made him bleed out his nose
I'm in the studio that's I own
Bitches mad cuz I got that picture posted
Man man crash that shit in the bricks
Damn he crashed it like your nose
Lyrics lyrics damn I'm hitting licks
Your boy took an L and ghosted
Been here for 2 years I feel like I'm rookie
You fuckin' them bitches you fuckin' them Gucci
Let it spray down and that thooka makes sound
But I make that bitch moaning like she is proud
I ain't tryna promote that violence but ah
She will ride with me and on guitar
Ha movin' damn fast
Sippin' that honey, Russia the best
Yeah
We made it
Whole gang made it so respect the winners
Go with a faith, stronger and eager
Fuck all them haters, disrespecting figures
Don't need no fire, just kick 'em with it
Cocky I'm rocky like rockstar from Jersey
But I'm from big city, no lurky, eating turkey
Never been to Turkey, grime hit that hard
Brass bass
Talk it
Walk it
Show it
Bust it
Down
Riot
Working
Working
Hard
Hard work pays off
Lyrics made him bleed out his nose
I'm in the studio that's I own
Bitches mad cuz I got that picture posted
Man man crash that shit in the bricks
Damn he crashed it like your nose
Lyrics lyrics damn I'm hitting licks
Your boy took an L and ghosted
Been here for 2 years I feel like I'm rookie
You fuckin' them bitches you fuckin' them Gucci
Let it spray down and that thooka makes sound
But I make that bitch moaning like she is proud
I ain't tryna promote that violence but ah
She will ride with me and on guitar
Ha movin' damn fast
Sippin' that honey, Russia the best
Tuba ting go on ring go on low ping
Rolling loud off the streams go for new streams
Kick him out of the way, cuz he spoilt shit
Rugar thought it's a time for new players bitch
Why you losing all this hope if it's not time yet
Eating pizza and on breakfast got me omelette
Got my brother from the hood, taking none of that
He just eating all the wins and he wining yeah
Сижу читаю Календарь
Май не ласковый давно там
Внимай словам моим давай
Копай поглубже, там найдёшь
Нож в душу лентяя
Меняешь свободу, кидая болт
На мечты? Как Китай мигрантов меняя?
Ну что же, начнём, йоу
Твоя жизнь - это slow mo
В ней нет места Ошо
Фразы по типу оу ноу, моя жизнь, это говно...
Меняй это, парень
Или go home!
Меняй лень да действие
Нет лучше воздействия на мыслей своих ход, чем этот антипод
Пот прошибет тебя, когда дойдёт, что в болоте утопил своих грёз небосвод
Нот! Хватит! Пусть на берегу бродят те
Кому не хватило яиц Рубикон перейти
Почему перейти тебе сил не хватило
Расскажи мне почему тебе не подфартило
Разве кто-то говорил тебе, что будет тихо
Если бунт необходим, то почему вы все притихли?
Это как первый раз, идём как в первый класс, другой сказал: дурак, зачем ты делал так?
Но он то был не прав, не знал как сделать раунд, и потому пропал
А что ты делал, брат?
Back 2 back bar 4 bar that's cold
Lyrics made him bleed out his nose
I'm in the studio that's I own
Bitches mad cuz I got that picture posted
Man man crash that shit in the bricks
Damn he crashed it like your nose
Lyrics lyrics damn I'm hitting licks
Your boy took an L and ghosted
Been here for 2 years I feel like I'm rookie
You fuckin' them bitches you fuckin' them Gucci
Let it spray down and that thooka makes sound
But I make that bitch moaning like she is proud
I ain't tryna promote that violence but ah
She will ride with me and on guitar
Ha movin' damn fast
Sippin' that honey, Russia the best
My gang is the best
We came from the bottom
But ain't gonna rest
Stop at the booth
You put it on deck
Crazy be going
But lay on his neck
Man it's one hunnid
I prove it with stacks
Catch him for dinner
Get mad 'bout that check
Boy, we don't play yeah
We ain't going back
Stop you with one word
But powerful yeah
I'm in the studio OG
Making this fire "Oh, Oui"
Hit all these angles like Ovi
I'm a champ like Pavard B
Nike my feet get yo merch back
Pull out the choppa got kickback
All these blue hunnids make n rats
He is from Houston it's raining there
Lightning C lighting V go into the G
Rollercoaster ride she remembers me
Just respect them people who made Real Shit
It's a riot baby, it's time to grow your seeds
Grow your kids, feed yo family, looking for new deeds
He got fame he got money, he just washed out shit
Build that basement, but still running bricks
Stop your business, man got tired, go for family ting
Back 2 back bar 4 bar that's cold
Lyrics made him bleed out his nose
I'm in the studio that's I own
Bitches mad cuz I got that picture posted
Man man crash that shit in the bricks
Damn he crashed it like your nose
Lyrics lyrics damn I'm hitting licks
Your boy took an L and ghosted
Been here for 2 years I feel like I'm rookie
You fuckin' them bitches you fuckin' them Gucci
Let it spray down and that thooka makes sound
But I make that bitch moaning like she is proud
I ain't tryna promote that violence but ah
She will ride with me and on guitar
Ha movin' damn fast
Sippin' that honey, Russia the best
Yeah
We made it
Whole gang made it so respect the winners
Go with a faith, stronger and eager
Fuck all them haters, disrespecting figures
Don't need no fire, just kick 'em with it
Cocky I'm rocky like rockstar from Jersey
But I'm from big city, no lurky, eating turkey
Never been to Turkey, grime hit that hard
Brass bass
Talk it
Walk it
Show it
Bust it
Down
Riot
Working
Working
Hard
Hard work pays off
Credits
Writer(s): Young Frosty
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