Album Name

Riot

Artist

Lil Skies

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.05.14

Release Agency

워너뮤직

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Yeah Yeah
yeah Woah woah woah
I Woah woah woah woah
I Yeah
Ayy
Walkin' dripped out
you see the details
I got water on me
drippin' like a seashell
I gave her lust she wanted love
I told her Oh well
When I was broke
I busted traps straight off
my next Hell
What you gon' do
when you make it
'Lot of people change
when it comes to bein' famous
Fifty thousand cash in my pockets
when I lane switch
I'm a rich nigga
I won't fuck her if she basic
She a rich bitch
cut a nigga off for fakin'
Nightmare on Elm street
I kill Freddy like I'm Jason
Hardly ever sleep
I told the doctor I'm dream chasin'
I gave her the addy
she popped up and we got faded
Ten minutes later she was naked
ass shakin'
Real rockstar
them pretenders just be playin'
If I got a problem
then my brother get to sprayin'
Don't care what he say
we gon' catch him where he layin'
And I'ma boss up on any occasion
Young nigga poppin' tags
Young nigga got a bag and
he got his own swag
let's go
Young nigga stay low
got a lot of pesos
And he sellin' out shows
you know
I'ma die for the gang
spent like eighty on my chain
Tryna snatch it take your brain
Big smoke nigga
you ain't never helped your mans
Hit a lick for twenty bands
that put ten up in his hand
You a ho nigga
and I'm livin' by the code
I got hoes down the road
when I'm bored
suck my soul
Hear me on the radio girl
I'm in my glow
I got money and the flow
it look like I'm sellin' dope
Why your baby-daddy broke
That nigga is a joke
I should probably put him on
but I probably really won't
Call up stance I'm the boat
the gang stay afloat
Got bred by the loaf
turn a pussy nigga toast
I'm too nice with this
She wanna come suck
I told her come ride the dick
My gang on full attack
this that real riot shit
You fuck around get clapped
tryna highfive and shit
I don't wanna talk about it
'cause I just do it
You would rather tweet about it
nigga just stupid
I be with a bad bitch
break her heart cupid
Done livin' average
the truth was in my music
Nightmare on Elm street
I kill Freddy like I'm Jason
Hardly ever sleep
I told the doctor I'm dream chasin'
I gave her the addy
she popped up and we got faded
Ten minutes later she was naked
ass shakin'
Real rockstar
them pretenders just be playin'
If I got a problem
then my brother get to sprayin'
Don't care what he say
we gon' catch him where he layin'
And I'ma boss up on any occasion
Young nigga poppin' tags
Young nigga got a bag and
he got his own swag
let's go
Young nigga stay low
got a lot of pesos
And he sellin' out shows you know
I'ma die for the gang
spent like eighty on my chain
Tryna snatch it take your brain
Big smoke nigga
you ain't never helped your mans
Hit a lick for twenty bands
that put ten up in his hand
You a ho nigga
Yeah yeah
that's why you a ho nigga yeah
Why you a ho nigga yeah
Why you a ho yeah
All we got nigga