Summer on Riata

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, yeah Yeah, yeah, ayy Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah [Pre-Chorus] They gon' think it's Armageddon when we pop out (When we pop out) Standin' on Riata with my Glock out (Standin' on the block, I got my Glock out) [Chorus] Unc' just hit my phone, said it's a knockout (He said it's ten, ten, ten) This the type of pack to beat the block out (Beat the block down) Swear this nigga crazy, talkin' 'bout a swap-out (Bro, you crazy, talkin' 'bout a swap-out) Oozin' juice, that's why I got this mop out (Why I got this fuckin' mop on me) And we don't call 'em sticks no more, it's a guitar now (It's a guitar now) I pull up on your block and let it rock out (Pull up on your block and let it ring) And we don't call 'em sticks no more, it's a guitar now (Let it ring on a nigga) I pull up on your block and let it rock out (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt) [Verse] Real beef, I can't let him cop out I'm tryna knock a top out, and I ain't take the cop route They ask me who is who and what we do, I told 'em I don't know what they talkin' 'bout Dementia, bring the chalk out Old mans can barely walk now I pull up to your spot and told her walk out I'm wavin' with my cock out Them mansions give her cotton mouth No lackin', fuck you talkin' 'bout? I got it in the car now A 50 take an ox out Still ballin' in the lockout I'm gettin' it out the box now Just pull up with the guap now They go eighteen a pop now I'll front you what you cop now I'm gettin' it out the pot now I'm waitin' on it to lock now I'm cuttin' it into blocks now I been done locked my block down Sneak dissin' get you shot now [Pre-Chorus] They gon' think it's Armageddon when we pop out (When we pop out) Standin' on Riata with my Glock out (Standin' on the block, I got my Glock out) [Chorus] Unc' just hit my phone, said it's a knockout (Said it's ten, ten, ten) This the type of pack to beat the block out (Beat the block down) Swear this nigga crazy, talkin' 'bout a swap-out (Bro, you crazy, talkin' 'bout a swap-out) Oozin' juice, that's why I got this mop out (Why I got this fuckin' mop on me) And we don't call 'em sticks no more, it's a guitar now (It's a guitar now) I pull up on your block and let it rock out (Pull up on your block and let it ring) And we don't call 'em sticks no more, it's a guitar now (Let it ring on a nigga) I'll pull up on your block and let it rock out (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)