Riot
Yeah, Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you near me, you in danger so you bet not fuckin' try it
Got some looters shooters with me we gon' fuckin' cause a riot
Fire in my eyes made me change the fuckin' climate
I'm off that supa loud but my suppressor keep you quiet
Heatwave comin' in, it feel like four hunnid degrees
I'm makin' all this paper just to blow down on some trees
Airbending, it's a breeze, both my lobes on freeze
I got her on her knees, she finna put my mind at ease
I see that she addicted to my pheromone
I'm otherworldly, ain't no way that I can have a clone
Pretty bitch, and she teethin', tryna lick my bone
I'm walking on these niggas y'all is my steppin' stones
You potty mouth niggas can get peed on
I thought y'all were my bro's, but y'all turned peon
Please take out the stems and throw some nugs on
Why you niggas smokin' dirt?
I feel like, May 4th, 1992
I'ma silver back gorilla that escaped the LA zoo
She used to hearin' lies so she can never tell the truth
And I'm next up to this money like I'm waiting in a queue
Why you under a bridge, you a trollin' nigga
Sticky situation couldn't hold me nigga
One man band, I'ma lonely nigga
I party in pussy, buss in it, confetti
Got sauce no spaghetti, I'm rare like a yeti
I told all my bro's that they betta get ready
My opps hands is sweaty, I win like they lettin' me
Success the smell my odor, she got me licking her areola
She eatin' my bar like a granola
Flow too sick, Corona Ebola
You niggas can't touch me, I'ma diploma
I'll hit a 360 donut in a modded 2006 Toyota Corolla
Outfit dripped like, my real name is Frozone
Yo breath fuck up the ozone
Bull shit I don't condone
Yo ass will get adjusted
Like some damn headphones
Headed down an old road
I'm gettin' to the dough though
Boat loads
When you near me, you in danger so you bet not fuckin' try it
Got some looters shooters with me we gon' fuckin' cause a riot
Fire in my eyes made me change the fuckin' climate
I'm off that supa loud but my suppressor keep you quiet
Heatwave comin' in, it feel like four hunnid degrees
I'm makin' all this paper just to blow down on some trees
Airbending, it's a breeze, both my lobes on freeze
I got her on her knees, she finna put my mind at ease
Fuckin' try it, try it, we gon' Riot
(We gon' Riot)
Fuckin' try it, try it, we gon' Riot
(We gon Riot)
Fuckin' try it
(Fuckin' try it)
And we gon' Riot
(We gon' Riot)
Fuckin' try it, yeah try it, we gon' Riot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you near me, you in danger so you bet not fuckin' try it
Got some looters shooters with me we gon' fuckin' cause a riot
Fire in my eyes made me change the fuckin' climate
I'm off that supa loud but my suppressor keep you quiet
Heatwave comin' in, it feel like four hunnid degrees
I'm makin' all this paper just to blow down on some trees
Airbending, it's a breeze, both my lobes on freeze
I got her on her knees, she finna put my mind at ease
I see that she addicted to my pheromone
I'm otherworldly, ain't no way that I can have a clone
Pretty bitch, and she teethin', tryna lick my bone
I'm walking on these niggas y'all is my steppin' stones
You potty mouth niggas can get peed on
I thought y'all were my bro's, but y'all turned peon
Please take out the stems and throw some nugs on
Why you niggas smokin' dirt?
I feel like, May 4th, 1992
I'ma silver back gorilla that escaped the LA zoo
She used to hearin' lies so she can never tell the truth
And I'm next up to this money like I'm waiting in a queue
Why you under a bridge, you a trollin' nigga
Sticky situation couldn't hold me nigga
One man band, I'ma lonely nigga
I party in pussy, buss in it, confetti
Got sauce no spaghetti, I'm rare like a yeti
I told all my bro's that they betta get ready
My opps hands is sweaty, I win like they lettin' me
Success the smell my odor, she got me licking her areola
She eatin' my bar like a granola
Flow too sick, Corona Ebola
You niggas can't touch me, I'ma diploma
I'll hit a 360 donut in a modded 2006 Toyota Corolla
Outfit dripped like, my real name is Frozone
Yo breath fuck up the ozone
Bull shit I don't condone
Yo ass will get adjusted
Like some damn headphones
Headed down an old road
I'm gettin' to the dough though
Boat loads
When you near me, you in danger so you bet not fuckin' try it
Got some looters shooters with me we gon' fuckin' cause a riot
Fire in my eyes made me change the fuckin' climate
I'm off that supa loud but my suppressor keep you quiet
Heatwave comin' in, it feel like four hunnid degrees
I'm makin' all this paper just to blow down on some trees
Airbending, it's a breeze, both my lobes on freeze
I got her on her knees, she finna put my mind at ease
Fuckin' try it, try it, we gon' Riot
(We gon' Riot)
Fuckin' try it, try it, we gon' Riot
(We gon Riot)
Fuckin' try it
(Fuckin' try it)
And we gon' Riot
(We gon' Riot)
Fuckin' try it, yeah try it, we gon' Riot
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Writer(s): Z'andre Moody
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