Rizz ft. Btf Jay Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm in a party, I'm fuckin' it up, but I can't dance
She in a party, she suckin' it up, but I ain't her man
I'm tryna fuck, but I'm her friend No, I can't dance, you know that I'm stiff
But I can rap, she like how I spit She off the liq, so I start to rizz
Rizz, rizz, rizz, rizz I ain't get bitches when I was a kid
Now all these bitches, they want me to hit Bitch on my dick, then she havin' my kid
Think she a cannibal, eatin' my kid She on my body, just like a tick
Be right back, better take me a flick
Now I'm back, back in her gut She wanna fuck, thumb in her butt
Thumb in her butt, cause I'm a freak
Yea it's hot outside, give her something to eat say the cops outside, gotta run and flee
Chasin' that money, I'm gettin' that green Love all my niggas, ain't no in between
I stay with my bro, he rollin' up trees This strong as a fuck, it's makin' me sneeze
I hit it good, she gave me her key I hit it good, she beggin' me please
Please don't leave, fuck do you mean? Fuck do you mean
I gotta get green She want some money, the order from Shein
Early this morning, was talkin' to Sheed Chris got skinny, Mike think he a fiend
This off the top, cause a nigga can't read sike nah, nigga, you know I can read
Sike nah, nigga, you know I'ma go I'm in the studio, high with my bro
Shakin' gorilla, you know I'ma glow Way back then, I had me a fro
Way back then, I barely had clothes but back to the script, cause the bitch is a ho
Bitch is a ho, so the bitch gotta go Fuck around, gotta kick the bitch to the floor
Talkin' bout she got a sore throat Damn, how you got that shit
Fuck around, have chris, dropped that bitch Talkin' bout tre, we gotta keep that kid
Sike nah, send shawty straight to the clinic to drop it
Damn, right off, shorty talkin' bout tre You better drop them draws
Ew, it's that kid with the bald head, I ain't gotta know
Riz, oh shit, it's Tracy with the four Damn, kids, kids, my stepdad got kicked out the crib
Crib, Jay wearin' his shoes, I'm like, damn, what's this
I stay wearin' my step dad shit,what's this
My mama admitted to cheating, what's this? We be havin' animals, In and out the crib, what's this
My house is full of fugitives, what's this? They done brought a cop in this bitch, what's this
Shorty call my mom like I'm bout to have a kid Oh shit, I fuck around, gotta abort it, what's this