Eight01's Finest - Riot! Lyrics

And they all don't know
(Yeah)
And they all don't know
(And they don't know, aye)
And they all don't know

All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow

We f*ckin came up quick in this bitch
Oh shit, sneak attack, we got the bag
So bow to the kids
I just wanna make enough
To pay my mommas bills
But after that imma buy a house in the hills
Ain't nobody ever do it like this
No shit, f*ck that
Couple hours on a track, it's a hit
No cap, whenever we rap
That's when it gets
Harder and harder to top that, it's a bitch
My religion, it's something
Way bigger than a vision
Kill them all with precision
If this shit against the law
Then it's prison, and if this shit a drug
Then I'm bound for addiction
We brought a new sound to the town
No competition
I'm reminiscing in an old casino
And I'm feeling like a younger Al Pacino
Skin white like gringo
Got a ring on all 5 like bingo
Think I hear them talking shit
But wouldn't know don't speak the lingo

All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow

What it take to get outta the snow
Boy molded by the cold
Let the story be told
Yeah I never did fold
The cards that I'm dealt
I played and struck gold
Deliver the belt
This mans on a roll
See the smoke fly
We got plenty supply
Guarantee that imma rise
Get a slice of the pie
Multiplied by five guys
No fries, Devine minds
Disguised as bad guys
Reply meet demise
Stupid
I don't give em the chance
Even when I pop off
Saw that shit in advance
All You knock offs
Pile up, bubble collapse
My team rise up
All of us Follow the craft
Let mind activate
Pick up the pace
I don't wanna end
In this place
End with a chase
I just wanna
A chick with the cakes
Hips and the waist
Y'all copy paste
But my steps can
Never be retraced

Why you reaching for validation
Can tell you just agitated
You mad because I'm the greatest
So f*ck out my face you hatin
Look alive it's ya boy
And you know that I feel amazing
The way I play it, f*ck up game
Watch me annihilate them
Tell me what you think about that
I don't know I think this rap shits to easy
How bout that
Know I'm comin with guap
Bitch I'm comin with the stacks
Run a train on yo bitch
Put a tattoo that ass
Bitch you know we taking over
You gon' need a four leaf clover
Get the f*ck up out the way
Cause if you don't guess what it's over
Knocking out the competition
Eight01, we on a mission
F*ck around and catch body
Wonder how you end up missing
Bitch you know I'm the plug on the low
Take your bitch make her drop to the floor
She coming home with me I suppose
It's okay I'll send an Uber
You can go and pick her up
I don't love these hoes
I just rather run up

All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow
All these punk ma'f*ckers don't know
What the f*ck it take to get out of the snow