Riley

I keep a lot of heat (heat) like Pat Riley

Got them tools for your body parts like O'Reilly

I ain't jokin', nigga (nope), my name ain't Rickey Smiley (no)

Fall up in the club and we start wildin'

I keep a lot of heat (heat) like Pat Riley

Got them tools for your body parts like O'Reilly

I ain't jokin', nigga (nope), my name ain't Rickey Smiley (no)

Fall up in the club and we start wildin' (Hoodrich)

These niggas out here snitchin', they with the Rat Pack (bop)

Hit 'em with the chopper, that's the rat trap (bop)

Find 'em in a trash bag off the interstate (bop)

House full of gangsta niggas, never renovate (bop)

You snitchin', you deserve to die, bloody murder

Hatin' on another nigga 'cause his trap workin' (they hatin')

Oh, you mad 'cause he fucked your bitch? Boy, you a ho (keep goin')

What the fuck do you expect? A ho gon' be a ho (bend over)

And your ho is a pro, fuck every nigga she know (yeah)

You love her dirty drawers, so you can't let her go (what?)

You out here chasing pussy (what?), you should be chasing commas (what?)

I'll cut your fingers off (what?), and mail them to your momma

I keep a lot of heat (heat) like Pat Riley

Got 'em tools for your body parts like O'Reilly

I ain't jokin', nigga (nope), my name ain't Rickey Smiley (no)

Fall up in the club and we start wildin' (DJ Scream)

I keep a lot of heat (heat) like Pat Riley

Got them tools for your body parts like O'Reilly

I ain't jokin', nigga (nope), my name ain't Rickey Smiley (no)

Fall up in the club, and we start wildin' (Hoodrich, bitch, bitch)

By now, that clip is guaranteed to knock you down (pussy)

Niggas talkin' loud (pussy), 'til I come around (pussy)

Pussy, what they talkin' 'bout?

Not a sound

Thought he was livin' life, 'til he met the ground (you know it)

AK-47, that's my gun walk (you know it)

I don't run my mouth, I let the gun talk (don't start it)

I'm in love with this Nina, can't you see it, ho? (Can't you see it?)

She got a body on her, so I had to let her go (she gone)

I'm bout to start a riot, I'm on a money diet

I'm from the Mafia, ho, so I wouldn't try it

He was screamin', cryin', so I didn't buy it

Let the pistol sing to the nigga like Mariah

I keep a lot of heat (heat) like Pat Riley

Got them tools for your body parts like O'Reilly

I ain't jokin', nigga (nope), my name ain't Rickey Smiley (no)

Fall up in the club and we start wildin'

I keep a lot of heat (heat) like Pat Riley

Got them tools for your body parts like O'Reilly

I ain't jokin', nigga (nope), my name ain't Rickey Smiley (no)

Fall up in the club, and we start wildin' (wildin'...)

Fall up in the club, and we start wildin' (wildin'...)

(Shouts to Memphis, Tenn)

Fall up in the club, and we start wildin' (Trippy Nation)