Riker - SYBYR, Landfill, Leon'sWolf

Someone call the reaper

Time to break your speaker

Bitch you gettin' weaker, starting to hear a squeaker

Evil contraband, I don’t need your hand

What you make is bland, someone get their mans

Running around a circle-jerking atmosphere of trends

I’m finna break what you know

You not in my league, no need to pretend

Collecting my calm unforgivable

I’m in an area where you grow miserable

Fucking around with a temper

Bitch I don’t get angry you turn into dinner fool

Riker

Ay, you syringe nigga isn’t it?

You been babysitting these lil niggas for a second mane

Let me show these niggas

Real hungry

Come a lil closer, Come a lil closer, Lemme slap you

Ayyo lil bitch Ay ay Fuck off WOOF

I don’t give a damn but nun anymore

And if a boy think he on my level humor him till i’m sore

Tell these bitches

I don’t give a damn about rap

It’s just words