Lyrics Riker - SYBYR, Landfill, Leon'sWolf

Riker

Someone call the reaper
Time to break your speaker
Bitch you gettin' weaker, starting to hear a squeaker
Evil contraband, I don’t need your hand
What you make is bland, someone get their mans
Running around a circle-jerking atmosphere of trends
I’m finna break what you know
You not in my league, no need to pretend
Collecting my calm unforgivable
I’m in an area where you grow miserable
Fucking around with a temper
Bitch I don’t get angry you turn into dinner fool
Riker
Ay, you syringe nigga isn’t it?
You been babysitting these lil niggas for a second mane
Let me show these niggas
Real hungry
Come a lil closer, Come a lil closer, Lemme slap you
Ayyo lil bitch Ay ay Fuck off WOOF
I don’t give a damn but nun anymore
And if a boy think he on my level humor him till i’m sore
Tell these bitches
I don’t give a damn about rap
It’s just words