​violence RIVEN (Ft. ​cosznmo)

[Intro: RIVEN]
Uh, yeah

[Verse 1: RIVEN]
Look at my mo'fuckin' [?]
I'm pullin' up on your bitch (Your bitch)
I'm takin' your ho with some timing (Yeah)
Kickin' that bitch outta bed (Bed)
Get to the money, then invest ('Vest)
Balenciaga, Prada my neck
Like I'm in New York, I'ma ball like the Mets
Diamonds, yeah, diamonds they wet
Throwin' some racks, I'm makin' a mess
You say you got it, put that to the test
Smokin' gas, I'm high a jet
I'm takin' your bitch, she blow like a ref, but she not a ref
That boy he think he a threat (A threat), but I cannot fret

[Verse 2: cosznmo]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just been geekin' off shrooms
Feel like I'm Travis, highest in the room
I'ma just OD, feel like I'm Rue
Niggas they know me, bitch, who is you?
Yeah, niggas can't do what I do
Yeah, niggas tryna watch how I move
So I gotta move tact, I can't count like a Jew
Sippin' on codeine, Future, that shit got me crazy
[?]
Cuff that bitch, I cannot have no babies
And the choppa gon' send them bullets like lasers
I be high off a Perc' and the codeine crazy
I'm off of the .30, I'm feelin' like Curry
Shoot through the scope, so that shit never blurry
Top floor shit, nigga, I never worry