Retaliation
'Cause I'm fresh, fresh, fresher than, always be the dividend
Pull up making benjamins, flyer than a pelican
It's Riko with a K
Uh, uh, yo my ego gettin' big I guess I caught that elephantiasis
The nerve of you to ask me, who the fuck is the flyest
I pay attention to your music as long as your buyin'
They always try to tear me down and I can tell that you tryin'
It's Riko with a K and yes I'm back up in this thang
Give me a mic and I'll show how I do it up my way
3-0-5-2-6 till the day that I die
I never run, I never duck, I never hide
Because I'm fresh, fresh, fresher than, always be the dividend
Pull up making benjamins, flyer than a pelican
Your girl actin' stupid somebody betta get her
I came with a bad bitch, she got some bad bitches with her
Now what you playin' for, who you playin' for, who you checkin' on
Flexin' on, who you flexin' on, Turn your your TVs on
Man I'm ridin' high, I see you ridin' by
Suckas always want a piece of that sweet low pie
Yo you bout that life well shit I'm bout that too
Come and find me, come and fight me bring your whole damn crew
Niggas think that they the shit until I come into the room
Change your name from whack ass rapper to rapper gone too soon, HA
Man niggas out really playin' with my muthafuckin name and shit, feel me
Like they really playin' with my whole God damn name
Man get the fuck up outta here bruh, shit
Pull up making benjamins, flyer than a pelican
It's Riko with a K
Uh, uh, yo my ego gettin' big I guess I caught that elephantiasis
The nerve of you to ask me, who the fuck is the flyest
I pay attention to your music as long as your buyin'
They always try to tear me down and I can tell that you tryin'
It's Riko with a K and yes I'm back up in this thang
Give me a mic and I'll show how I do it up my way
3-0-5-2-6 till the day that I die
I never run, I never duck, I never hide
Because I'm fresh, fresh, fresher than, always be the dividend
Pull up making benjamins, flyer than a pelican
Your girl actin' stupid somebody betta get her
I came with a bad bitch, she got some bad bitches with her
Now what you playin' for, who you playin' for, who you checkin' on
Flexin' on, who you flexin' on, Turn your your TVs on
Man I'm ridin' high, I see you ridin' by
Suckas always want a piece of that sweet low pie
Yo you bout that life well shit I'm bout that too
Come and find me, come and fight me bring your whole damn crew
Niggas think that they the shit until I come into the room
Change your name from whack ass rapper to rapper gone too soon, HA
Man niggas out really playin' with my muthafuckin name and shit, feel me
Like they really playin' with my whole God damn name
Man get the fuck up outta here bruh, shit
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Writer(s): Marcus Delbras
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