RiFF RAFF

Released: August 4, 2017

Songwriter: RiFF RAFF

[Intro: RiFF RAFF]
Yo, they put the top up today, I don't feel like talking. [?]

[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
Top up, cause I don't feel like talking much
Slept on so much they thought I was a mattress
White Allen Ivy, mutherfuck a practice
Rock so much ice, I'm a hat trick
Candy cranberry on the cutlass
Ties black magic
I beg your pardon in an Aston Martin
Candycorned to Neiman Marcus
Before I park it, I spark one
Nah
I just passed your pardon
Matter fact I just crashed my Aston Martin
So I don't have to park it
You beefing on a Wednesday
I'm a vegetarian
Eating pork sliders on a Sunday
My Muslim homies roll the windows down
So they don't have to smell the aroma
Peep my persona
I paid for the gas
Shit, I paid for the Jag
Autographed the paper tag
You can have it back
A Uber car, I'm a superstar
I got cocaine on my door jam
Cocaine on my door jam
I just served eight grams in a traffic jam
I'm the chosen one
I roll a blunt and push 4 ounce of smoke into my lungs
'Sace lungs, I'll point it out
Smoke pouring out my mouth
I'm a fire dragon
Robbing, jeans sagging
I'm Bin Laden
I been had 'em
I been did that
I drive two cars, and both Cadillacs
My feet on the roof

Horst Christian Simco (born January 29, 1982), better known by his stage name RiFF RAFF, is an American rapper from Houston, Texas

Rap game Peppermint Patty, James Franco, Pat Sajak, Warren Moon, Christian Laettner, Dr. Huxtable among others…

He might not have made it from G to Gent, but his meteoric ascension into Hip Hop stardom was his plan all along.

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