2 Chainz - Riverdale Rd lyrics
Tauheed Epps
[2 Chainz - Riverdale Rd lyrics]
Yeaaaah, turn that maafaka up NOLAN
Woah, know what I'm saying
I wanna feel like I was in
Some muthafakin' danger i got
My mothafuckin' pistol in
My pocket, ya dig? yeah, in the booth
On some 5540 old national shit, you know what
It is, nigga we in the back, nigga
Way in the back, nigga, serving sacks
Nigga and
Serving Act mane, c'mon with the Kap
Bruh aAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Riverdale, he was there, she was there
You wasn't there i was the same ol' nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there
Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah
My first foreign car, it was a Bimmer
My second foreign car, it was a Bimmer
My third foreign car, it was a Porsche
My fourth foreign car you can't afford
My pocket pregnant, don't want no abortion
My draws got them horses
My car got them horses
Rocking some Pradas like they was Air Forces
We had no choices
Riverdale, he was there, she was there
You wasn't there i was the same ol' nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there
Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah
You wasn't there when mama was struggling
You wasn't there when mama was fussing
Told 'em ketchup, you too far in the mustard
I had a Chevelle and wanted a Cutlass
I went to work and I made an abundance
Gucci flip flops with the corns and bunions
Counting blue hundreds and smoking an onion
And she got an onion and I wanna rub it
We hanging off the Nat
See that's where my office at
We dressed all in black
We got 'em calling back
Just went to the mall and back
When you was the quarterback
I had the quarter sacks
Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale
Riverdale riverdale Rd, nigga
He was there, he was there, you weren't there
He was there, she was there
Riverdale Rd, nigga
Abracadabra, I turned myself
Into a millionaire
I wore some Gucci to your mama
House just to leave it there
Riverdale, he was there, she was there
You wasn't there i was the same ol' nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there
Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah
I know something you don't know
I'm gonna get some bands, yeah
I know something you don't know, yeah
I'm gonna get some bands
Okay, from grams to Grammys
Okay, from fans to family
I went from trips we tryna plan
To cribs in South Miami
They got my vision fancy
My trigger finger antsy
I told the bitch she got to sit down
Just to understand me
They asking, "What's the plan, B?"
I don't have a Plan B
I told 'em this shit got to work
It's just like candy to me
I mean it's hard but it's sweet
I'm Drench God in the streets
I break the law in the sheets
I make her cum on repeat
I know something you don't know
I'm gonna get some bands, oh yeah
I know something you don't know, yeah
I'm gonna get some bands
Riverdale, Riverdale!
Woah, know what I'm saying
I wanna feel like I was in
Some muthafakin' danger i got
My mothafuckin' pistol in
My pocket, ya dig? yeah, in the booth
On some 5540 old national shit, you know what
It is, nigga we in the back, nigga
Way in the back, nigga, serving sacks
Nigga and
Serving Act mane, c'mon with the Kap
Bruh aAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Riverdale, he was there, she was there
You wasn't there i was the same ol' nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there
Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah
My first foreign car, it was a Bimmer
My second foreign car, it was a Bimmer
My third foreign car, it was a Porsche
My fourth foreign car you can't afford
My pocket pregnant, don't want no abortion
My draws got them horses
My car got them horses
Rocking some Pradas like they was Air Forces
We had no choices
Riverdale, he was there, she was there
You wasn't there i was the same ol' nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there
Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah
You wasn't there when mama was struggling
You wasn't there when mama was fussing
Told 'em ketchup, you too far in the mustard
I had a Chevelle and wanted a Cutlass
I went to work and I made an abundance
Gucci flip flops with the corns and bunions
Counting blue hundreds and smoking an onion
And she got an onion and I wanna rub it
We hanging off the Nat
See that's where my office at
We dressed all in black
We got 'em calling back
Just went to the mall and back
When you was the quarterback
I had the quarter sacks
Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale
Riverdale riverdale Rd, nigga
He was there, he was there, you weren't there
He was there, she was there
Riverdale Rd, nigga
Abracadabra, I turned myself
Into a millionaire
I wore some Gucci to your mama
House just to leave it there
Riverdale, he was there, she was there
You wasn't there i was the same ol' nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there
Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah
I know something you don't know
I'm gonna get some bands, yeah
I know something you don't know, yeah
I'm gonna get some bands
Okay, from grams to Grammys
Okay, from fans to family
I went from trips we tryna plan
To cribs in South Miami
They got my vision fancy
My trigger finger antsy
I told the bitch she got to sit down
Just to understand me
They asking, "What's the plan, B?"
I don't have a Plan B
I told 'em this shit got to work
It's just like candy to me
I mean it's hard but it's sweet
I'm Drench God in the streets
I break the law in the sheets
I make her cum on repeat
I know something you don't know
I'm gonna get some bands, oh yeah
I know something you don't know, yeah
I'm gonna get some bands
Riverdale, Riverdale!