RIOT

Tell that bitch bend over
I got a big rover
Just might skrrt off while you just might get did over
I got the drugs that will get your ass hung over
Hundred round drum owner
I’m a plug donor
You could not get slower
Fitted in Rick Owens
Tote me a big like I can not get sober
Prices don’t get lower so you better get lower
These bullets might hit you, lil bitch I’m a Glock toter
You comin close but you best not come closer
I popped a xan, I just lost my composure
She play with my stick like she got a controller
You look like a poser
Now I’m a real smoker
I’m smokin on gas
A whole lot like
all in the ground like he gutted
I feel the pressure the my stomach
I I blew him a hunnid
I point my gun at em
Then we might bust at em
I point my mac at em
Rip his whole back out em
I bought a house just to smoke then I trap out it
Fuck what these rappers tellin you, they are not bout it
get rowdy
I’m in a big body
Fuckin on yo shawty
I got the pump shotty
Lettin it dump shawty
My nina get naughty
Killin yo big homie
keep that thing on me
I got my gun if he tryna run up on me
Uhm yes mam I need the police
To what address
CENSORED
What’s goin on there?
Umm a murder has been comitted
Oh, a murder has been commited? By who?
By me