Riz & Yoshi - Spot Lyrics

Yea I got the bag full of knots (Got the bag full of)
Hunnids in the safe and it's locked (In the safe and its)
Coming at the gate
Boy you stopped (By the gate)
Riding all the waves
For the clout (Riding for the clout)

And I got a real one I f*cking with no Thottie
And you better leave me lone I leave you out to rotting
And I got that glock
And I got my spot
And we got it locked (La)
Pull up to your block (Blao)

Boy you smoking gas smoking pot (Smoking pot smoking)
Oh you sit and pass yeah boy you talk a lot (Talk a lot talking)
You ain't did shit man and we done got it hot (We got it hot)
I'm the only the only reason that your ass even got knots (You got knots)

Ey break it down
Ey ey E boy loud
I'm a don type of don that call the shots (Yeah)
I got voss
I got voss down till my crocs (Yeah)
That's a bust
That's a bust down not watch (Yeah)
Can't read time
Can't read time up off the clock (Yeah)

Woo yup yup
Yessir
We got it locked
We had to swerve
Diamonds on me
Like a starburst
That's how I talk
Cause I make it work
Run out the city with all your purses
That's what I talk about
Most of my verses
You wanna f*ck around
You are not worth it
Your shawty was calling
She said it was urgent

Say you got lean but most of it green
New laser beam I came with my team

All of this easy
None of it free
Hop in the mall
Go on a spree
Im bringing the lot
We gotta eat
Jumping jumping I'm proud of me
Jumping jumping money machine
You'se a dumb bitch get off of me
I been lunching eating my greens
Ain't no fake shit surrounding me
Fact
(That's a fact)
In other words no cap
Fact
(That's a fact)
Boutta put me on the map
(Yessir)
Most of you bitches is whack
(Yessir)
None of my numbers gon lie
(Yessir)

Yea I got the bag full of knots (Got the bag full of)
Hunnids in the safe and it's locked (In the safe and its)
Coming at the gate
Boy you stopped (By the gate)
Riding all the waves
For the clout (Riding for the clout)

And I got a real one I f*cking with no Thottie
And you better leave me lone I leave you out to rotting
And I got that glock
And I got my spot
And we got it locked (La)
Pull up to your block (Blao)

Too many commas on me (On me)
Gotta pause when I speak (Speak)
Dwayne wade with the heat (Yea)
Ballin ballin yes I did (I did)
Talking talking yes I did (I did)
RAF rocking yes I did (I did)
Big chains ya dig (Ya dig)
Pop a bitch like quiz (Quiz)
Pop a bitch like a zit
I'm popping shit too quick (Yea)
I'm a pop star young jit (Yea)
In my lane get hit (Hit)
Pull up on you with a stick (Stick)
My momma called, I'm the shit (Shit)
I'm on a call send em in (Yea)
I'm on a call with the biz (Yea)
I be callin how it is (Is)
Lit lit yes I'm lit (Lit)
This my shit (Shit)
Slimey when I drip (Drip)
You's a bitch (Bitch)
Yea you steal my shit (Shit)
My gang the clique (My gang the)
Fingers out the whip (We out the whip)
We locking in (We locking in)
Yea we making hits (We making hits)
I'm making stacks
You make counterfeits (You counterfeit)
I change my fit (I change my)
Hop into this quick (I hop in it)
Jet pack and I'm outta here (Outta here)
Run the check and I'm outta here
She a thot get her outta here
She want them racks commas yea
I want the bag the dollars yea
Yea we just eating we got it yea
I just be wearing some cartier's
I be flashing I'm outta here

Yea I got the bag full of knots (Got the bag full of)
Hunnids in the safe and it's locked (In the safe and its)
Coming at the gate
Boy you stopped (By the gate)
Riding all the waves
For the clout (Riding for the clout)

And I got a real one I f*cking with no Thottie
And you better leave me lone I leave you out to rotting
And I got that glock
And I got my spot
And we got it locked (La)
Pull up to your block (Blao)