Marimba Freestyle
RIL
GENRE
[Intro: RIL]
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 1: RIL]
Couple months from May
Anyway, where the hookers lay?
Nah, let 'em stay
Too much money here to make (Uhh)
Nigga, that's the focus
And the bro whipping the Focus
Got to change that shit to Lotus
So we upgrading the motors
What's the motive, yeah?
Grabbing all the tickets in arenas
I bet you seen us, yeah
Got them heads turners like they're Tina's
Meet the Tina's, yeah
Hotel, then they're munching quesadillas
All delicious, yeah
Many superstitions, I'm suspicious
Are we vicious, uhh?
Living life and painting different pictures
They submissive, uhh
Nigga tapping out from the submission
Are we wishing, uhh?
Grinding hard and earning a position
This my kingdom, uhh
On my Katy shit, we on a mission
[Verse 2: Benz]
So I know I got to get, got to get 'till I overdose
Hit me 'bout a flight, ain't a question, I just got to go
What I got to do (What?), grab that bottle from my medical
Looking at my colours and they talking 'bout the living proof
Flip it (Flip, flip) and I make it happen, don't wish
NBA the way I ball, I shoot my shot, I don't miss
Disrespect, don't take it back, I don't really throw fists (Uhh)
See, I'm coming from the fifth (Where they, where they, where they?)
Pull them sticks and stones, it will make him ten toes
If they ask who did it, lord knows, lord knows
Can't be picking up my phone if the call is unknown
Hustle for that change, changing pants, are you a rose? (Huh?)
Always tryna' see changes
I ain't really got patience
See it, know that I'm taking (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All of a sudden, I got to check this
Why I always got to take risk
PB staying who the best is and know that
[Verse 3: Ninj]
Pull up in that ''Oh''
Fam, we grew up gripping tools
If you pull up with your guys, we leave 'em dead like Logan Paul (Prr, prr)
When I know he's making moves
Just like that I got the juice
Treat my gunners just like lackers, ayy, I'll teach you how to shoot (Bow, bow)
Man, I'll teach how you shoot 'cause I pull up with a Mash
Yeah, I came in for the cash
No Adobe in the flash
Make your wifey give me (Prr) while she screaming in the trash
When my trigger finger itches, then you know it ain't a rash
[Verse 4: Randolph]
Spitting with the realest
When they hear this, they gon' fear us (Ayy)
Need a satnav to get near us
In the back like, ''Yo, I'm fearless'' (Oh)
Man, I'm different in the game, my lane, I need my own one
Driving to a crib, yeah, that's what I call a homerun (Yeah)
No one can stand in my way
Me, I'm a heavy weight
Got the gloves and tape
V with the rap, no more stakes (No more stakes)
And on that stage I got that knockout flow (Pow)
I make bread online, they try and watch my dough
No matter where I go I got people in them different pockets
So when I drop it they cop it and my digits popping (Popping)
I'm always getting to the bag, call me Mary Poppins (Haha)
I see 'em posting on the Gram but they barely honest (Barely)
Under the bonnet, deep beneath the surface
You'll see that I'm working
Tryna' better my life, mixing in different circles
Stacking purple and red
Bars are over their head (Whoo)
This is Randolph on the mic, bitch, never forget
[Verse 5: RIL]
Now we missing (Miss)
On the day, what can I say? The D, you know she miss it
Niggas doing gang for life, it's mad, you know they risk it
But I be risking hella things
For the bling and the ching
Staying with us though like Lebron and Kobe with the rings
I will run a ring 'round you
When I'm in the ring, oh, I see your girl found you so you think you king?
This ain't Tekken, got my weapons, substance wrapped up in the cling
Make her feel? Yes, I will, so, I will, sniff the ting
Living life and you know we living many sins
Now what's the point in playing? You ain't playing for the win
Now what's the point in saying? You ain't saying with no meaning
Entrepeneur shit, I'd almost say that shit completed
Them niggas sleep, while I work, I call that Tempur-Pedic
They say I live it, I just do it, every day I breathe it
Best believe it, ayy
Yeah, we hurting feelings, ayy
Leave your team in disarray
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 1: RIL]
Couple months from May
Anyway, where the hookers lay?
Nah, let 'em stay
Too much money here to make (Uhh)
Nigga, that's the focus
And the bro whipping the Focus
Got to change that shit to Lotus
So we upgrading the motors
What's the motive, yeah?
Grabbing all the tickets in arenas
I bet you seen us, yeah
Got them heads turners like they're Tina's
Meet the Tina's, yeah
Hotel, then they're munching quesadillas
All delicious, yeah
Many superstitions, I'm suspicious
Are we vicious, uhh?
Living life and painting different pictures
They submissive, uhh
Nigga tapping out from the submission
Are we wishing, uhh?
Grinding hard and earning a position
This my kingdom, uhh
On my Katy shit, we on a mission
[Verse 2: Benz]
So I know I got to get, got to get 'till I overdose
Hit me 'bout a flight, ain't a question, I just got to go
What I got to do (What?), grab that bottle from my medical
Looking at my colours and they talking 'bout the living proof
Flip it (Flip, flip) and I make it happen, don't wish
NBA the way I ball, I shoot my shot, I don't miss
Disrespect, don't take it back, I don't really throw fists (Uhh)
See, I'm coming from the fifth (Where they, where they, where they?)
Pull them sticks and stones, it will make him ten toes
If they ask who did it, lord knows, lord knows
Can't be picking up my phone if the call is unknown
Hustle for that change, changing pants, are you a rose? (Huh?)
Always tryna' see changes
I ain't really got patience
See it, know that I'm taking (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All of a sudden, I got to check this
Why I always got to take risk
PB staying who the best is and know that
[Verse 3: Ninj]
Pull up in that ''Oh''
Fam, we grew up gripping tools
If you pull up with your guys, we leave 'em dead like Logan Paul (Prr, prr)
When I know he's making moves
Just like that I got the juice
Treat my gunners just like lackers, ayy, I'll teach you how to shoot (Bow, bow)
Man, I'll teach how you shoot 'cause I pull up with a Mash
Yeah, I came in for the cash
No Adobe in the flash
Make your wifey give me (Prr) while she screaming in the trash
When my trigger finger itches, then you know it ain't a rash
[Verse 4: Randolph]
Spitting with the realest
When they hear this, they gon' fear us (Ayy)
Need a satnav to get near us
In the back like, ''Yo, I'm fearless'' (Oh)
Man, I'm different in the game, my lane, I need my own one
Driving to a crib, yeah, that's what I call a homerun (Yeah)
No one can stand in my way
Me, I'm a heavy weight
Got the gloves and tape
V with the rap, no more stakes (No more stakes)
And on that stage I got that knockout flow (Pow)
I make bread online, they try and watch my dough
No matter where I go I got people in them different pockets
So when I drop it they cop it and my digits popping (Popping)
I'm always getting to the bag, call me Mary Poppins (Haha)
I see 'em posting on the Gram but they barely honest (Barely)
Under the bonnet, deep beneath the surface
You'll see that I'm working
Tryna' better my life, mixing in different circles
Stacking purple and red
Bars are over their head (Whoo)
This is Randolph on the mic, bitch, never forget
[Verse 5: RIL]
Now we missing (Miss)
On the day, what can I say? The D, you know she miss it
Niggas doing gang for life, it's mad, you know they risk it
But I be risking hella things
For the bling and the ching
Staying with us though like Lebron and Kobe with the rings
I will run a ring 'round you
When I'm in the ring, oh, I see your girl found you so you think you king?
This ain't Tekken, got my weapons, substance wrapped up in the cling
Make her feel? Yes, I will, so, I will, sniff the ting
Living life and you know we living many sins
Now what's the point in playing? You ain't playing for the win
Now what's the point in saying? You ain't saying with no meaning
Entrepeneur shit, I'd almost say that shit completed
Them niggas sleep, while I work, I call that Tempur-Pedic
They say I live it, I just do it, every day I breathe it
Best believe it, ayy
Yeah, we hurting feelings, ayy
Leave your team in disarray
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