Rowdy lyrics

[Chorus: Sybyr]
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, yes, rowdy, yes, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t, yuh

[Verse 1: Sybyr]
b*tch, you better not do it
Irritated as f*ck, another strike and I'll lose it
Lost all my f*ckin' patience
b*tch, you brought a visual to make it
I'm f*cking tired of waiting
Trying to take over like Satan
I'm the demon that you barely worry 'bout
Your god cannot save you with my hand over your mouth
Bloodthirsty n*ggas all around, around my presence
And if we don't hang the motherf*cker, feel my essence
Used to hang with dirtbags that never cared for me
Use you for your sh*t then look at you like you a b*tch
Looking at your soul like worthless rags and piece of sh*t
Burn your f*cking money, run around like "Yeah, we rich"
Waste your f*cking time to hang with n*ggas all winter
Then you look surprised because they ate your f*cking dinner
Work around the clock just to eat the f*cking scraps
f*ck a life story, y'all gon' feel the f*cking wrath
Last laugh, ooh
[Chorus: Sybyr]
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, yes, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, yes, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, yes, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t, yuh

[Verse 2: Leon'sWOLF]
"There needs to be more love in this world
If you've got an enemy, make friends with 'em, man"
f*ck you mean?
Why you talk sh*t? I could come through
With a thousand f*cking slashes at your mouth
So impromptu
I don't want to hear no f*cking words, you n*ggas love to speak
Actually, over ratings doesn't pass a f*cking wait
Who these n*ggas?
I don't give a f*ck about sets or who you be
But I know your number
Means perfection has been reached
And that's something that you hate
So, shut the f*ck up when you wanna speak, mane
And throw the mic away
If you ever get called to speak
Man, b*tch, learn your f*cking lyrics
'Cause the work can take more sh*t
Mane, remember when I used to need people to help me out?
I was f*cking naive, a little b*tch, lacking any violence
Now I come through, flexed out
Even got a little bit of cash that I can check out
f*ck is you doing, boy?
Your mom gets you up, so, you ran more tales and beat your di*k
[Chorus: Sybyr]
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, f*ckin' big crowd sh*t, yuh