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svpper nova – lil riley freestyle lyrics

[transcribing]

[intro: svpper nova]
yeah, yeah, my name is riley, son
but, you know, n-ggas call me a.k.a. riley escobar, you know what i’m saying? (uh)
‘cause i be in the streets, you know? (yeah)
i got all kinds of names, like… h.r. paper stacks (yeah)
uh… also known as, a.k.a. horse chocker
uh… a.k.a. pills berry doperman (uhh…)
a.k.a. lewis rich (aye, hol’ on)
yeah, (aye, look) like, the… what?

[verse 1: svpper nova]
i might just grab the pole, and pull up on yo’ block
you seein’ my car? you callin’ the cops
i showed you the lean, b-tch, that ain’t the [?]
i put a hole, and in his nose, call him ‘pac
you need you a stain? i give you the drop
my shooter got dreads, they lookin’ like mops
you think i’m a l!ck? b-tch, i think not
i’m a real n-gga, never say, “sorry”
pull up on yo’ block, in an all-black ‘rari
i give you a tour, i’m the hood safari
pop smoke, welcome to the party
i’m off the xan’, percs, and the molly
i see a opp, it’s shoot everybody
i’m off the d’ussé, actin’ naughty
drop a n-gga, like scotty 2 hotty
kick a ho out, she stayin’ in the lobby
did i f-ck her? maybe, prolly
y’all be on the internet, like icarly
i f-ck on a bad b-tch, she a barbie
i jump off the top rope; jeff hardy
i’m shakin’ my dreads, call me bob marley
i ain’t go to school, n-gga, i was tardy
i’m f-ckin’ yo’ bih’, and she started fartin’
and i got all the pills, call me bean man
she gon’ mop on my d-ck, eat the s-m-n
i’m a real n-gga, b-tch, i’m a g, man
i’mma just go to h-ll, i’m a demon

[verse 2: pgmaxpayne]
uh, might just pull up with that .44 like obama
i’m f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch at the oleborama
and i’m f-ckin’ a milf, and she say she a mama
we gon’ spin yo’ block in an all-black honda
spanish b-tch, uh, moana
i’m shippin’ that pack, and then, go to (uh) uganda
i send that p-ssy boy over (uh) yonder
i k!lled that lil’ n-gga, boy, he a goner
and i’m the villain, like i am k!llmonger
your gas weak, n-gga, mine is stronger
you f-ck that b-tch, but i f-cked her longer (uh)
nova, these n-ggas want smoke, where they at? (uh)
i might just have to pull up with my ‘mac
we put a .44 bullet in his back (uh)
i’m takin’ your money, you can’t get it back (uh)
i’m f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch, and i’m breakin’ her back
yeah, uh, breakin’ her back (uh)
call up 50, go get the strap (uh)
call up uzi, gave me a rack (uh)
kickin’ yo’ do’, you can’t get back yo’ trap (yeah)
f-ckin’ these b-tches, n-gga, i am the mac (uh)
grew up in the trenches, had to adapt (uh)
i was down bad, had to shake back (uh)
i robbed yo’ n-gga, get yo’ chain back (uh)
i might have to bring pgmaxpayne (uh) back
two glocks, n-gga, the scope is attached
you gon’ get to meet ‘em, n-gga, if you rat (uh)
these b-tches be lame, n-gga, they be wack (uh)
yo’ girl come out the house? she gon’ get clapped
i’m coachin’ these n-ggas, tell ‘em, “run a lap”
and you ain’t my kinfolk, can’t get a, uh, chopper go blatt

[verse 3: svpper nova]
b-tch, i’m a thot, get me lit
gun in my hip
one in the, uh, ten in the clip
how you a real n-gga, but you a b-tch?
how you a trap n-gga, and you snitch?
shot a n-gga, rip, rip
caught his -ss, ooh, slip
yeah, you a p-ssy n-gga, loose lips
i’m countin’ these blue bills like a crip
yo’ shooter gon’ miss, n-gga, like the knicks
oh, sh-t, f-ck is this?
i just seen codeine come out when i p-ss
my p.o. find out, she finna be p-ssed
i’m skippin’ states, miss me with that sh-t
that boy went to college, n-gga, ole miss
he finna get k!lled, n-gga, on the list
i’m just finna flex, n-gga, no sit up
i went to the store, n-gga, it’s a stickup
b-tch, get on the flo’, don’t get up
you make any sudden moves, get lit up
aye, n-gga, “what?”
anybody else wanna die with him?

- svpper nova lyrics

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