RIDDLERS REVENGE

She getting mad, She getting mad
I was in my bag, Yeah, I was in my bag
She a fiend and i don't fuck with that (That!)
Gang came with a scope and we fit (Yeah, Fit!)
Bitch all up on her ass make her do the splits (Splits, Splits!)
All these bitches 10s and they exotic
Club running it up getting chaotic
One man down, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
He mad, He mad, He mad mad
Seeking for revenge (Seeking For Revenge)
It gets intense
Put a coupon bucks on his head turn em into cents
Living rent free in his head
We turnt, Ah, Ah, Ah, We turnt, We turnt
Cant turn back Aroma in the room
it don't seem new
Old hoe snuck in, She said she wanted dick (Dick?)
Yuh, Gave her the stick
Call me your majesty, Calling me daddy
How the fuck did u get all of my addy's
We going hard, We going hard
She doing blow, She snorting darts
She fucked up and she mental, Yeah
Gave her some new paste yeah work on her dental
He came alive, He's immortal
Came back with a riddle
And it's haunting, It's subtle



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Writer(s): Jack Garcia
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