[Lyric] RILEY ESCOBAR (XII BOYS GH)

[Intro: Regina King as Riley Freeman & Paven Melody]
Yeah yeah, my name is Riley son
But you know what niggas call me?
AKA Riley Escobar, you know what I'm saying?
Cause I be the streets you know?
I got all kinds of names like
HR Paper Stacks, uhh, also known as
AKA Horse Choker, uhh, AKA Pillsberry Dough Boy
Paven, this shit crank
AKA Louis Rich
Yeah! Like the wh-what

[Chorus: BW Baby]
Talking about like he Riley
If he mess up, it gon' really get violent
Wildin, asking the gang if they riding
Play with that string like it’s nylon, violin
Hit me up with a new beat and I’m smiling
Eat it up, hop in the whip with the mileage
Blocking her number cause she always dialing
Shawty pull up in a coupe pеrfect timing
[Post Chorus: BW Baby & Riley Escobar]
Shawty pull up in a coupe and I’m smiling
If you mess up I’ll knock out your alignmеnt
Talk about knocking you but I hate violence, XII fly to the top like a pilot
Dressed up sexed up, look like a millionaire
Shawty like to eat and I ain’t talking silverware
Hoes in New York, DC, Delaware
Oh and Accra (yeah)

[Verse 1: BW Baby]
I could rap faster but I’m no pastor
Ass like that zebra that’s from Madagascar
Ghosting that girl like I’m Casper
They hit me up and call me the slave master
Wrist so cold, look like Alaska
Told him to try me now he got a plaster
Eating the beat, like it’s some pasta
Hop in the whip just like a bastard
I’ve been getting the bag but I’m keeping it private
X is the spot, so that makes me a pirate
Dripping so hard that I’m changing the climate
Baby and $STEEN pull up, now they all hiding

[Verse 2: $STEEN]
Baby and $STEEN pull up in the streets (we do)
Like a regime, we march on this beat (let's go)
Baby and $STEEN, an incredible feat
He need some heat, he hit me for a feat (brrt)
Step on the opps yeah they rubbing my feet
Speakers they boomin', no they not discrete
Yeah they just hating, they hating on me
Bunch of copycats trynna be like me
2016 how I hit the whip
Feeling so wavy, IV how I drip
Nigga I'm Keene, no I never miss (no)
Snakes in the grass, yeah I hear the hiss (sss)
Don't get me mad, I'm mean when I'm pissed
I got some opps, don't want be on that list (pah pah pah)
I'm not lying when I say "got ice on my wrist"
Off to the mansion, let's get in my whip
I got the the work in the backpack (fah fah fah)
Wanna mess with me, he get hit with the bap bap
Wanna run away, he get hit in his back back
Tryna get hoes, I told 'em I been had that
I don’t tell lies no I cannot cap cap
Chasin' the bag, yeah I’m movin' fast fast
Tryna get money I’m just speaking facts facts
I bought this watch, it's ten percent tax tax (uh, yeah)
Lackin', lackin'
Caught a nigga slacking
So I guess I gotta kill this beat (uh)
Gettin' racks, yeah I’m getting racks
So I gotta pay her weave (uh)
Gettin' fashion getting fashion
So I gotta get Louis V (uh)
I got passion, yeah I got passion
That's why I’m spazzing all on this beat (yeah)
[Chorus: BW Baby]
Talking about like he Riley
If he mess up, it gon' really get violent
Wildin, asking the gang if they riding
Play with that string like it’s nylon, violin
Hit me up with a new beat and I’m smiling
Eat it up, hop in the whip with the mileage
Blocking her number cause she always dialing
Shawty pull up in a coupe perfect timing

[Post Chorus: BW Baby]
Shawty pull up in a coupe and I’m smiling
If you mess up I’ll knock out your alignment
Talk about knocking you but I hate violence, XII fly to the top like a pilot
Dressed up sexed up, look like a millionaire
Shawty like to eat and I ain’t talking silverware
Hoes in New York, DC, Delaware
Oh and Accra

[Outro: $STEEN]
Baby and $STEEN have just killed this beat (uh)
Let's get it (pew pew pew)
Yeah!