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Riche Threat

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Uh, yeah, if it's f*ck me, nigga, then you know it's f*ck you
Riche Thieves, let's go
I heard niggas said I'm snitchin', I'm like, who the f*ck I told on
I'm a big-timer, everybody get they roll on

I'm pluggin' up the blender, my uncle turnin' the stove on
My dad said, f*ck him, make better decisions
So I made a couple cuts like I was makin' incisions
I'm the head of the house, these other niggas dependents

I put bread in they mouth, now I ain't fuckin' with niggas
I make them watch me floss, like I'm up at the dentist
He said it's two-on-one, I'm like, f*ck it niggas, tryin' to score
Watch me play the cut, I'm in this bitch just like Neo Sporin'

R.I.P. my dad, Lord knows that I miss pops
Breakin' down a miss shot, haters know I get guap
It's viral like a tic-toc, I blind her with the wristwatch
I'm cool, but the grip hot, I get him off and get him in

Bossbred, no middleman
Fiend said this shit a ten, so it's gettin' hit again
I really live this shit, I'm rappin'
He got caught up with the gun, tell him all what really happened

I guess he thought this shit was done, I got up and started clappin'
I just got two for one, drove off and started laughin'
Try to hit him in the head for all that motherfuckin' cappin'
I guess motherfuckers thought Seany was sweet

Like I can't turn him to a ghost from all the power I reach
Like why you think my name Threat? Niggas see me and get scared
Even if I ain't do it, they believe that I was there
Uh, come here, let me talk to him

Yo, yo, what up? Let me talk to him
Let me talk my shit, nigga
Yo, Threat, what's poppin'
Let's go

Uh, don't understand the impact that I have
Might take time, I put niggas in position to win and change lives
I'm thankful to be the voice for the ones who ain't got a choice
But to get up on that corner, slay some dope and make some noise

This a million dollars worth the game, somebody tag Dilly
Boss on 995, I wrote this on the way to Philly
I just shot, gave me love at Queensbridge, me and Millie's
RG and BGM, come up state, we run the city

I get back to my hood cause I remember being hungry
I'm pulling up in foreigns, niggas looking at me funny
I'm frontin' to a pack and you ain't pay me back, dummy
Fake smiles, fake hugs, but they ain't really happy for me

They hate to see me paying my bills, making a fortune
They wanna see me back on them pills, stuck on them corners
So yeah, I came prepared cause ain't nobody unsuchable
Room full of millionaires, I'm still not uncomfortable

It's funny cause these same niggas rapping bout kills
Ain't never robbed nobody, yo, ain't never did no drills
Hit Instagram models, same ones you tryna wipe
F*ck her, leave her in the telly, she know I can't spend a night

Caught her shooting with my man, he told on me, left me song
Missed my son's first game, I miss my daughter being born
Niggas still popping bottles with him, know they dead wrong
They ain't living by no principles, they morals all gone

What's up, nigga
Uh, come here, let me talk to him
Yo, yo, what up, let me talk to him
Ayo, what's good, let me talk to him

Ayo, come here, let me talk to him
Threatanyl  motherfucker

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