Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Formula , by - Rittz. Song from the album Top of the Line, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.05.2016
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Formula , by - Rittz. Song from the album Top of the Line, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопThe Formula |
| Yeah |
| Nobody fucking with us |
| Rittz up in this bitch, when I spit I’m a warrior |
| Still got that Crown Royal in my cup, 'bout to pour it up |
| Biggest independent in the game, if you lame we’re ignorin' ya |
| Everytime I get with Tech on a track it’s historical |
| You better warn these hoes, I said… |
| Watch out for your spot, here I come, I’m warning ya |
| They said that I’m hot, really I was just warming up |
| Haters wanna see me flop, I’m outperforming 'em |
| Everywhere we go people point at us |
| They wanna join us 'cause we making noise |
| We was born with the formula |
| Strange Music got the formula |
| Tech N9na got the formula |
| White Jesus got the formula |
| People wanna point at us |
| They wanna join us 'cause we making noise |
| We was born with the formula |
| From Atlanta to the MO |
| From the second that I connected with Tech I set the precedents |
| Killin' a beat for Seven’s effortless |
| Rappers stressing us, so what’s or who it do |
| You know who coming neck to neck with us |
| Nobody — I’m just resurrecting Keith Sweat for the heck of it |
| Sometimes I hate my aggression it gets the best of me |
| Like I was possessed and I need the exorcist |
| Until they hear me I keep rushin' up the field like Emmitt Smith |
| Cocky like a boxing champ |
| Do excuse me 'cause my mind is kinda like a lava lamp |
| Savage like I’m Macho Man |
| Go induce a logo on the side of my Versace lens |
| Thinking like I should be singing in a Mariachi band |
| Hola, que pasa guey? |
| You should really watch the way you stepping to me |
| Fuck around and now you lost a leg |
| And now you look like Drake in his Degrassi days |
| Crippled, lame as fuck, and it ain’t tough for me to spot a rotten egg |
| Had to squash you, homie, I’m a giant, I’m colossal |
| You a cartoon drawer, motherfucker I’m Picasso |
| I just need a Xannie bar, a couple shots inside my nostril |
| When I’m Michael coming harder than Lamar inside a brothel |
| Fuck a rapper, I would rather be compared to Aristotle, where the bottle? |
| Simply miss, another Caribou, where the Lou? |
| Pussy fronting with a gun they scared of you, scared of who? |
| Somebody better go and let them know that what they better do is |
| Watch out for your spot, here I come, I’m warning ya |
| They said that I’m hot, really I was just warming up |
| Haters wanna see me flop, I’m outperforming 'em |
| Everywhere we go people point at us |
| They wanna join us 'cause we making noise |
| We was born with the formula |
| Strange Music got the formula |
| Tech N9na got the formula |
| White Jesus got the formula |
| People wanna point at us |
| They wanna join us 'cause we making noise |
| We was born with the formula |
| Pop pop pop pop off at the mouth |
| How I do it so fluid spew it, never soft as a mouse |
| Sick as sewage, I grew it too, it’s coolest talk at the house |
| Missou is the truest, you is foolish, flossin' about |
| Bickin' it back and I’m bein' a better one |
| Somethin' better was never done |
| If you wanna win this cheddarrun you really better go get a gun |
| Yes, I’m packin' the potion that’s never lackin' promotion |
| Have you stackin' and toastin' 'cause now you rappin' and grossin' |
| People set in they sin, 'bout the bread I’m makin' |
| That I made and never gave it, yo, where the heck is they been? |
| Said the label ain’t charitable, gonna be checkin' they chin |
| The second they grin you really want it step and say when |
| But I’m in Monaco, on a boat, puffin' that chronicle |
| Dishonorable when they hate the Snake and Bat logo upon the coat |
| So if they wanna mope and leave us you can bet I’ma vote |
| Gassin' like Conoco and killin' 'em off is comical |
| You should prolly think about it 'fore you get up and you doubt it 'bout the |
| pen game, definitely insane |
| I will become the in thing, music will then change |
| Take your family and friends brain, now they within Strange |
| The formula |
| Rittz got it to a T that’s why we gettin' the sound spread around now |
| With Tecca N9na right beside 'em you know it be goin' down diggy-down |
| diggy-down-down! |
| Watch out for your spot, here I come, I’m warning ya |
| They said that I’m hot, really I was just warming up |
| Haters wanna see me flop, I’m outperforming 'em |
| Everywhere we go people point at us |
| They wanna join us 'cause we making noise |
| We was born with the formula |
| Yes sir |
| Kali put the rocket in the pocket and the feet upon the dresser |
| At first, so dope she wanna off the God, I’m guessin' I’m a bless 'er |
| Jonny and Donnie, we get money, no Illuminati |
| We show at the party, you feel like it? |
| Let us in yo body |
| Oddity, how did he make 'em a commodity? |
| Hardly handle the bussin' it’s a part of me |
| I feel like we’re picking on other rappers and labels |
| They ain’t sitting at the table with us, able as us |
| Maybe they division is 'cause they lacking in paper and we pay bills |
| What happened to some cray deals |
| Snake and the Bat, we lackin' on nothin', we’d be gauge strapped |
| Sayin' that rap it ain’t 'bout nothin', they be frontin' frontin' |
| Takin' 'em back to putting paper in people’s hands |
| So fecal on evil people, I’m making all the people dance |
| I know there’ll be a lot of handgrabbin' and man baggin' |
| Even if they pants saggin' they be damn faggots |
| I’ma stay in creased khakis with a tan jacket |
| They can stand back 'cause Sam going ham sandwich |
| Bringing the same same mainstream game to the Strange team game 'cause the |
| people really borin' ya |
| When we chop, it’s kinda hard to understand we be |
| Speaking like a foreigner, maybe it’s the formula |
| Watch out for your spot, here I come, I’m warning ya |
| They said that I’m hot, really I was just warming up |
| Haters wanna see me flop, I’m outperforming 'em |
| Everywhere we go people point at us |
| They wanna join us 'cause we making noise |
| We were born with the formula |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Switch Lanes ft. Mike Posner | 2013 |
| Make Waves ft. Krizz Kaliko, Rittz, Tyler Lyon | 2014 |
| Live and You Learn | 2017 |
| F**k Swag | 2013 |
| For Real | 2013 |
| Billion Bucks ft. Rittz, Jon Connor | 2012 |
| White Rapper | 2014 |
| Mayday ft. Chamillionaire, Rittz | 2012 |
| In My Zone ft. Mike Posner, B.o.B | 2014 |
| Colorado ft. Stevie Stone, B.o.B, Krizz Kaliko | 2013 |
| Bloody Murdah | 2012 |
| Wastin Time ft. Big K.R.I.T. | 2013 |
| LAF | 2014 |
| Loneliness ft. Rittz | 2020 |
| Growin' Up In The Gutter ft. Rittz | 2010 |
| Foolish ft. Rittz | 2020 |
| Call 911 | 2014 |
| Turn Down | 2014 |
| Orangutan ft. Wrekonize, CES Cru, Rittz | 2016 |
| Misery Loves Company | 2013 |