[Intro: Jay Nivana]
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Jay Nivana]
Niggas wanna riot that location where we going (What?)
Polaroid the pics just to save it for me the moment (Okay, okay)
Ain’t no ventilation in this function should have told you (Okay, okay)
Look outside my window and them guns sound like explosions (Let’s go, let’s go)
[Verse 1: Jay Nivana]
Long hair, don’t care (Care)
Bad bitch on spare (Spare)
Vacay, Himalayas (Yeah)
No service out there (There)
Bruce Wayne, switch gears (Let’s go)
Lace my Rick Owens (Yeah)
Tight jeans, fit wear (Yeah)
Moshpit fist-throwing (Okay)
Blood show nightmare (Yeah)
Lazers on tour (Yеah)
Light show, galore (Yeah)
Hard to turn back (Yeah), oncе through those doors (Woo)
I feel too sure (Yeah)
Van Damn, parkour (Yeah)
Seizures, hardcore (Yeah)
Bodies on floor (Let’s go)
Woke up, chose violence (Yeah)
Heartbreak, galore (Yeah)
Shades on reclining (Yeah), blind to torture (Let’s go, let’s go)
[Chorus: Jay Nivana]
Niggas wanna riot that location where we going (What?)
Polaroid the pics just to save it for me the moment (Okay, okay)
Ain’t no ventilation in this function should have told you (Okay, okay)
Look outside my window and them guns sound like explosions (Let’s go, let’s go)
[Verse 2: Jay Nivana]
Out of control just to Max it to the hype (Hype)
Surpassing the limits so I’ll dare you if you like
Tab on the tongue just to feel the excite (Excite)
Now that you showed me who was
Intense through the veins and I know you got a rush (Rush)
Neglecting out of love so you never know enough (Enough)
Raging through affliction, I can feel it through the cuts (Cuts)
[Verse 3: Lilsaintcouture]
Yuh, fuck is competition, that’s being optimistic
I ain’t have a pot to piss in, nowadays I’m with Glocks & Smithens
Let ‘em know that we popping this shit
With this shit I’m tryna rip shit
R.I.P., shit I’m tryna split shit, split poles
My niggas rip sticks
Beyblade and she let it rip quick, ‘cause my shit hit hard like a hit stick
And they know I go off like a misfit, uh, misfit
And they write that shit off, that’s a misprint, uh, misprint
They mad that I’m running a mission
Yeah, and I’m Running with no intermission
(Ayy, ayy)
(Ayy)
Cutthroat (cutthroat)
(Yuh, Yuh)
Cutthroat, bitches
Cutthroat (Cutthroat)
Cutthroat, riches, uh, uh
[Verse 4: Levybands]
Them niggas is dead, yeah
We aiming at heads, yeah
Tell ‘em fuck what you said, yeah
We gon’ leave em on red, yeah
That shine on the water like beacon
You don’t follow them orders, you leaking
Hits like torture, we break if ya sleeping
It’s a horror, my niggas is demons
They was talking, I know they ain’t mean it
They was acting till we got the scene clipped
Pull up with the lords to ya region
Got them bitches all playing defense
And we play with them rackets like Venus
Remember nights when a nigga was sleepless
And that bitch give me brain, genius
When that dick in her mouth she be speechless
Catch me mobbin’ wit’ mob, we on one
Pack of incense, my whole team lit
A nigga get dropped, is you dumb?
Fuckin’ wit’ us get ya bean hit
You won’t get no pardon me, yeah
Got the torch it’s emergency, yeah
I burn on the third degree, yeah
And they sounding like birds to me, yeah
Yeah, them niggas ain’t heard me yet
Yeah, these niggas ain’t heard me yet
[Chorus: Jay Nivana]
Niggas wanna riot that location where we going (What?)
Polaroid the pics just to save it for me the moment (Okay, okay)
Ain’t no ventilation in this function should have told you (Okay, okay)
Look outside my window and them guns sound like explosions (Let’s go, let’s go)
