Riker lyrics

by

Shy (Rap)


[Intro]
Huh
I see, I see, ah
Huh-oh ('Ringe)
Yah, yah, yah

[Verse 1: Sybyr]
Someone call the reaper? (Woah) Time to break your speaker (Woah)
b*tch, you gettin' weaker (Woah), startin' to hear a squeaker (Ayy, woah)
Evil contraband, woah, I don't need to handhold
What you make is bland, yuh, someone get their mans (Someone get their mans)
Runnin' around a circle-j*rkin' atmosphere of trends, woah
I'm finna break what you know, you not in my league, no need to pretend, hah
Collectin' my calm? Unforgivable
I'm in a area where you grow miserable (Where you grow)
f*ckin' around with a temper
b*tch, I don't get angry, you turn into dinner, fool (You turn into dinner)

[Chorus: Sybyr]
Riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker (Rike')
Riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker (Riker)
Riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker (Riker)
Riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker

[Interlude: Leon'sWOLF]
Ayy, yo, Syringe, let me, uh
Let me babysit these lil' n*ggas for a second, mane
Let me show these n*ggas how real hungry n*ggas act, man
Ayy, f*ck n*gga
Come a lil' closer, come a lil' closer, lemme slap you
Ayo, lil' b*tch, ayy, ayy, shut the f*ck up, b*tch, agh, WOLF
[Verse 2: Leon'sWOLF]
I don't give a damn about none anymore
Let a boy think he on my level, humor 'til I'm sore
Steady pacin', leave these fakers over-hyperventilatin'
Why you waitin'? pus*y practice, what you contemplatin'? (Agh)
Give these faggots hours 'fore reactin' on anxiety (Agh)
Middle finger ready, wieldin' both fists and a butter knife (Agh)
Cut a pus*y up, boy was soft but he actin' hard (What?)
I already knew before 'cause he talk too much, well, step up (Agh)
Where you at? Let me see you, ready to spar?
Man, I swear I love a fight, I'm a fiend for some hand-to-hand combat
Really, it is nothin', what a pus*y think he is?
You a top dog? WOLF is the owner of the pound, you a small pug
Me, I got the stamina to spit the whole Serengeti, f*ckboy
n*gga, you ain't nothin' to me, stompin' on these lil' boys
Easy, I don't give a damn about rap, it's just words
Really wanna witness some excitement
Then, n*gga, just f*ck with me

[Chorus: Sybyr]
Riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker (Rike')
Riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker (Riker)
Riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker (Riker)
Riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker, riker
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