Riot Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: N0TLAX]
(Luke White on the beat)

[Verse: N0TLAX]
UH, ever seen a n*gga hung on a gold chain?
Wanna sing about the same thing that we claim, n*ggas cannot maintain
f*ck about the mainframe, oh my god, you other rappers sh*t, you say the same thing
Talk about your money, your violence, and our defectors
n*ggas talking sh*t, now you pus*y thinking I'm stressing
Oh my god, lil Brodie, I really don't wanna see ya
This is new school, my n*gga no old geezer
pus*y wanna pull up like b*tch and they do not see ya
My n*ggas, I'm really going so crazy, harder than skeeter
Oh my god, lil brodie, I'm breaking just hella battles
I'm harder than heavy metal
n*ggas, they gotta settle it, addle it
n*ggas, irrelevant
n*ggas, test my intelligence
Oh my god, these motherf*ckers pull up, get it, indefinite
Oh my god, lil brodie, like, it's stat
n*ggas can't get back
Get it, you listen straight up to Tu-Pack
Tupac and just Biggie this and B.I.G
n*ggas cannot feel like me
I'm feeling like I'm J.I.D
n*ggas really cannot get it back
I get it, rap, and rap it fast
I see a n*gga this and maybe just n*gga that
Got a motherf*cker mad and rapping on tracks
And I'm racking it back, and these motherf*ckers getting so mad
I'm a weird type of rapper, boy, that's really just stat
I'm not a white rapper
I'm not Tom McDonald, that's facts
Weird type of kid, splitting lids, talking sh*t
Get the f*ck on my di*k, pus*y boy, I can spit
Oh god, that is it
Talking hella sh*t
Really off the mental n*ggas, Willie talking sh*t
I'm on my hot sh*t
Boy, he call me toxic
Like an Asian n*gga, Ching Chong
Eating pus*y with these chopsticks
n*ggas told me stop it
Zip it and lock it
Talk about your Glock, but your b*tch don't c*ck it
Stop it
Oh my god, LeBron di*k
Oh my god, n*ggas pull up and they really stop it
Oh my god, these motherf*ckers really do not start up
Lost of them, safe spot
Feeling like Isaac Clarke
n*ggas cannot clock this, clock that, and clock it
Oh my god, these motherf*ckers calling me too toxic
n*gga, this ironic
Savage on supersonic
Oh my god, Brodie pull up and n*ggas cannot riot
Oh my god, they really defy it
I'm a weird type of kid
I'ma just start me a riot
I'ma start me a pillage
n*ggas really don't feel them
They say get the noose and maybe just kill them
Oh my god, they can't get them
Oh my god, when I spit it, they really talking sh*t
I'm a crazy motherf*cker
Talk hella sh*t
I look too black for the white kids
And I walk too white for the f*cking black kids
n*ggas pull up and they really can't rap it
They really whip it and bap it
And motherf*ckers are capping it
What the f*ck are they trapping
Chillin' type of killin'
These n*ggas do not just feel it
I really remember them days of chillin'
Maybe just stealin'
Got your n*ggas balled and they're stressing
Feel like you're chillin'
Oh my god, these motherf*ckers pull up
Hurt as I did it
Oh my god, they really can't get it
They talking mystery
Talking sh*t, no sh*t to me
n*ggas do not get to me
Talk about some pus*y
You b*tches really diggity
Oh my god, these motherf*ckers pull up
Talk about literacy
n*ggas say illiterate
n*ggas cannot just hear this sh*t
I'm rapping hella crazy
Motherf*ckers pull up and feel this sh*t