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letra de riot - kori and chyna

[chorus: kori]
man, you needa chill
i got it
lamborghini and it sit, robotic
tryna make a mill, i’ll profit
house on a hill, n-gga, we solid
boy, you better chill, be quiet
might f-ck around and i’ma start a riot
i’ma count the money even when i get tired
came a long way flippin’ chicken popeye
me and chyna b takin’ off like a rocket
up on the scene, lift the door, new mazzi
dropped out of school and she didn’t go to college
cash out the vaults
n-gga bricks to solid
say you want a mill, lil’ n-gga i got it
balenciaga runners, ion even gotta tie it
n-ggas all talk
man, y’all keep quiet
i’d get you hit
you don’t wanna start a riot

[verse 1: chyna]
pull up two door, exotic
man, i see you talkin’ but you ain’t really ’bout it
yeah, he got a wholе bunch of lean, he’ll body
whole 38, yеah, sittin’ in the pocket
man, i hold sh-lls like the sea
i’m too solid
droobie in the back with ya sister gettin’ poppin’
trgic on the beat so you know i’m gon’ ride it
and we might go to war if you think you gon’ try me
yeah, don’t pull up and flex, man, we step on ya head
you think we playin’ chess, man, i make that a bet
only dropped one track and we got ’em upset
they aim at ya body, i come for ya head
aye, kori b, they wanna riot
you better tell them folk they better try it
got a whole new wave, top 5
competition, man, i don’t see none (cymone!)
[chorus: kori]
man, you needa chill
i got it
lamborghini and it sit, robotic
tryna make a mill, i’ll profit
house on a hill, n-gga, we solid
boy, you better chill, be quiet
might f-ck around and i’ma start a riot
i’ma count the money even when i get tired
came a long way flippin’ chicken popeye
me and chyna b takin’ off like a rocket
up on the scene, lift the door, new mazzi
dropped out of school and she didn’t go to college
cash out the vaults
n-gga bricks to solid
say you want a mill, lil’ n-gga i got it
balenciaga runners, ion even gotta tie it
n-ggas all talk
man, y’all keep quiet
i’d get you hit
you don’t wanna start a riot

[verse 2: kori]
i made the money, split all the profit
run off on the plug screamin’ “f-ck the socket”
ooh, yeah, we the trendin’ topic
bankroll, they buss out of balmain pocket
flyest young n-gga, don’t need a pilot
i tote the glock, i don’t need to c-ck it
these n-ggas, they need to catch up
promise my duke that i never won’t let up
louis my slippers and gucci my sweater
send shots to ya ass, hit yo’ ass from the neck up
uhh, 21, i copped a stang
22, might cop a chain
don’t f-ck ’bout no fame
hop in the coupe and switch lanes
and i won’t change
finna take over the gang
my k!llers, they movin’ in silence
my cars are robotic
finna take off like a rocket
shootin’ sh-t get me excited
slide off in a mazzi
please don’t make me start a riot

- kori and chyna

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