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prism tribe - riverside lyrics

[verse 1: jimmy luna]
sh+t n+gga
my tooth is chipped and i still do forget, you can ask who i’m with, i’m ’bout funny as sh+t
mess with my clique you get put in a ditch, with ya’ ice on my wrist, don’t make time for this sh+t
n+ggas love my fiction, f+ck opinions
n+ggas love the fibbin’, f+ck a friendship
look inside my eyes you see the crimson
gotta keep eye up on the benjamins
prism tribe da da da they know
sour punch bites on me all day though
use to have the block on fuego, movin’ that candy, stack it up, legos
i don’t smoke, drink, po’ faygos, i just watch anime, sleep, play smash bros
i don’t play games like hasbro, n+gga betta’ lay low, all about pesos
don’t touch me there
no no square
don’t you dare
woo! like rick flair
beat a n+gga like he owe me somethin’
i make this sh+t for my own consumption
don’t hit my phone with these false assumptions
shout out to you if you crossed me
must admit that decision was costly
(b+tch)

[verse 2: jesusontherocks]
red head chick country like reba
make her sing like she aretha
franklins in my hand i’m counting
bank roll tall like yao ming
robert downey, tony stark
like him
i be on some assh0l+ sh+t
everybody like that sh+t
cause that’s just how its always been

[verse 3: scksolo]
i was born in a land
where n+ggas need a hand
but never gave a d+mn
not hurt, it’s a scratch
it’s a curse
on my back
but i got it, n+ggas ask
how he get it
and get mad
cause i’m with it like i’m sam
i speak like martin
b+tch bad like pam
and yo b+tch want me
cause you ain’t what i am
cause you can’t what i can
won’t lie i’m not a fan
but i aired out your whole crib
like the lack of oxygen
i get it poppin’ like the sound of bikes with the soda cans
gave em all a chance with the years i been bullsh+ttin
playing ’round, poppin’ sticks and messing with the firearms
got enough heat, sh+t settin’ off fire alarms
go ahead try it, fye ya’ ass like charizard
told my dad i’ma get it he dreamin’ of the audemars
i don’t pay for p+ssy b+tch ya’ mind must be out on mars
order up b+tches, do that ass come in extra large

[verse 4: ash sekito]
two guns on me, no rambo
shootin’ so much, i need more ammo
gun a n+gga down, no black ops
running up checks
while you broke playing dad rock
money so old like matlock
metal gear glocks, n+ggas sad i’m the big boss
sipping on drank, watchin’ tik toks
whole lotta hoes, gotta lotta n+ggas p+ssed off
blackfire, same thing my b+tch
starfire, kush that i hit
n+ggas ain’t really with the sh+ts
only thing i trust is the stick
mach 6 when i’m in the whip
cross country taking all these trips
movie star catch me on the ‘flix
prism tribe something like the myths
countin’ up commas
for all the trauma
i ain’t with the drama
do this for my mamma
no disrespect
got these peons so pressed
and my drip is exclusive you look like a wrecka

[bridge: jesusontherocks & jimmy luna]
i don’t have to f+ck with you cause that’s not what i want na na
i be on some player sh+t you haters make me hahaha
i don’t have to f+ck with you cause that’s not what i want na na
i be on some player sh+t you haters make me ha ha ha

[outro: jesusontherocks]
everybody always wanna talk down even on lockdown
gotta keep a tab on me
ain’t no way you can cop out
we gotta flock out
gotta lotta birds on me
straight eye view
tryna take our slab
i’ma curse ya ass like king ramses
big ol tribe
you get out of line
jesus boutta hit you with the jesus piece

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