Letras
It's a riot, takin' niggas' bitches
Finna loot again (It's a riot)
Damn, you fire
I'm tryna see what type of mood you in
(Damn, you fire) if I give you this game
You ain't fuckin' with them dudes again
(Fuckin' with them dudes)
Pull up big foreign, yeah, I'm zooming in
(Zooming in)
All these hoes watching, yeah, they tuning in
(yeah, they tuned) this bitch bad
What the fuck is you so fine for?
(Damn, you bad) tables in the Cullinan
Fuck is I'm gon' drive for?
(I'm gon' drive)
Mastro's close at eight, I'm outside for it
(I'm outside)
Lady walkin' out my food, I just sign for it
(I just sign)
Lockdown, I'm still shoppin' at D-Ior
(I'm at Dior) but I got on Fendi, she like
"What is all these eyes for?" (Fendi eye)
It's a riot, takin' niggas' bitches
Finna loot again (Takin' niggas' bitches)
Damn, you fire
I'm tryna see what type of mood you in
(Damn, you fine)
You want the bottle with the
Bel' or '42 again? ('42)
Got a bitch that Prada Cloudbust, 42 and them
Your nigga cheap
I can tell by them shoes you in
(By them shoes) your nigga lame
I can tell what kind of dude he is
(Nigga weird)
It's a riot, takin' niggas' bitches
Finna loot again (Finna loot)
Last night I lost some bands, fuck it
Finna shoot again (Fuck it)
Thousand dollar shoes at the riot
Finna loot again (Loot again)
Left when I was broke
Now this bitch think we cool again
(Hell nah) sneakin' off in the mansion
With your cutest friend
(With your cutest friend)
All the bad bitches pullin' up
I'm just droppin' pins
Textin' me the next day
Sayin' her shit swollen (Shit swollen)
Lowtop Christian Loubs like I went bowling