Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Rivington, artist - Free Nationals. Album song Free Nationals, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 12.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, OBE
Song language: English
The Rivington |
Look, Pyrex got the cocaine resin in it |
See the rappers in the trash |
We was heavy whippin' |
Used to bag it up and finesse the kitchen |
Feds close cross the mob let the dezzy lift 'em |
Told them «No trapping around here» |
But he ain’t never listen |
Had my youngins kick his door |
Now his fetti missing |
They found his body but his head is missin' |
Spent his bread with my jeweler he made the bezzy glisten |
Blood bottles got the pony head |
Three racks with the christen and copped the only pair |
I put up numbers nigga, Kobe here |
Diamonds in the Rollie clear |
Grammy weak but twenty of my homies dead |
Halla, halla, halla, if you want to have a suite (I got you, oh) |
Halla, halla, halla, if you want to have a suite (I got you, hey, hey, yeah) |
Yo, you like the bag on my dope |
Cook all my dope |
I had to get a mote, you took all the dope |
Paying niggas no mind, them other niggas broke |
Shoot at 'em 223 semi in my scope |
You the best bitch ever, plus you cook the best jerk |
All pink FNH in your purse, we love to eat, watch the ocean |
When we get home, I’m a eat you till you cry |
Buy you frozen gela, just for nothing |
Shut up your ex nigga, how I was bugging |
You looking at me when you suck it |
Does your mom know you do that |
I blew your back out first day |
Yo West, can you nut on my face |
I fell in love right there |
Halla, halla, halla, if you want to have a suite (I got you, oh) |
Halla, halla, halla, if you want to have a suite (I got you, hey, hey, hey) |