Riot

Oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah Oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah Oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah Oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah I'ma f*ck around and start a riot (oh) F*ck them niggas who don't like it Told that bitch she gon' have to keep it private (oh) Two-hundred thousand on the private I don't know what they want from me Niggas should know not to f*ck with me, oh-oh You know what's up with me I could walk around in your hood comfortably, oh-oh I'm not with no fuckery Wanna put me in the grave, I feel like a slave They don't got no love for me I heard niggas in my hood feel some type of way They thinkin' 'bout touchin' me I treat these niggas like rats, put food on the trap Make all of 'em come to me She let me f*ck from the back, she make that shit clap I love it when she run from me I treat my pistol like a smut I fill up the clip, and she pick whoever she like Couple killers in the cut, let 'em hold a grip They pick out whoever they like I'll let you pick out your casket, nigga Hundred thousand in stash Don't know who I am, then you better ask a nigga 'Cause shit can get nasty, nigga Hundred racks in my jeans, I got a reason to sag Y'all niggas just stirrin' the pot Word on the street, they put your dawg in a bag And y'all niggas stood on the block Better invest in a chop' 'Cause you could be next to get shot (oh-oh) F*ck around, go to war with the cops Ain't tryna get killed on the spot I'ma f*ck around and start a riot F*ck them niggas who don't like it Told that bitch she gon' have to keep it private Two-hundred thousand on the private I don't know what they want from me Niggas should know not to f*ck with me, oh-oh You know what's up with me I could walk around in your hood comfortably, oh-oh I'ma f*ck around and start a riot F*ck them niggas who don't like it Told that bitch she gon' have to keep it private Two-hundred thousand on the private I don't know what they want from me Niggas should know not to f*ck with me, oh-oh You know what's up with me I could walk around in your hood comfortably, oh-oh