letra de point em out - riven
[verse]
what the f-ck are they talkin’ bout? f-ck with me, he gon’ need a stretcher to walk him out
three years in, and you still wanna b-tch and pout
lame ass n-gga, still doing sh-t for f-ckin’ clout
aye, if i catch you walkin’, f-ck n-gga, i’ma point it out (yuh)
boy you a b-tch, if i see you, i’ma point it out
it’s all good right now, you can run around
run around, but when i see you, i’ma hunt you down
you think i’m playing, but riven don’t play around
get left [?] like, “f-ck it, i’ma beat ’em down”
[hook]
weed ’em out, yeah, p-ssy n-ggas, weed ’em out
big amounts, yeah, yeah i’m counting big amounts
dig him out, yeah, leave him in the ground, dig him out
smack him in his face, now this n-gga tweakin’ out
[verse]
take him out, uh, i’m not talkin’ eating out
on god, if i see him, i’ma let my demons out
call 911, leave this n-gga bleeding out (aye)
f-ck, uh, this n-gga got me heated now
and he tried to talk sl!ck, on yo’ ig
f-ck if you like me, please come try me, please come fight me
boy talk too much
pull up, do sum, but you won’t do nun
i see him run, he got a show but n0body watched it, n0body caught it
yeah, lame ass n-gga, n0body saw that sh-t
talk that sh-t cause he think that he hot sh-t (b-tch)
i’m sorry you not on sh-t
i’m sorry you broke, i’m sorry you not as stiff
f-ck your table, i dance on yo’ sh-t
fake rapper? okay but my bands they legit (yuh)
your boy he a b-tch too, i want [?]
if you gon’ run up, i advise you to commit
what the f-ck are they talkin’ bout? f-ck with me, he gon’ need a stretcher to walk him out
three years in, and you still wanna b-tch and pout
lame ass n-gga, still doing sh-t for f-ckin’ clout
aye, if i catch you walkin’, f-ck n-gga, i’ma point it out (yuh)
boy you a b-tch, if i see you, i’ma point it out
it’s all good right now, you can run around
run around, but when i see you, i’ma hunt you down
you think i’m playing, but riven don’t play around
get left [?] like, “f-ck it, i’ma beat ’em down”
[hook]
weed ’em out, yeah, p-ssy n-ggas, weed ’em out
big amounts, yeah, yeah i’m counting big amounts
dig him out, yeah, leave him in the ground, dig him out
smack him in his face, now this n-gga tweakin’ out
[outro]
and you f-ckin’ with minors, you a kid
man-man f-ck it, i’m tired of this sh-t
and we know you a liar in this b-tch (yuh)
want smoke? we can start a fire in this b-tch
(fah, fah!)
lie him in a ditch, his fit in the ground while i’m flyer than a b-tch
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