(right on, right on, right on...)
Shoulda made the noose a little tighter
Cause it ain't nobody dead, yeah

We who are about to bang them drums (bang)
Beatin' on a dead body ridin' shotgun
Talkin' that shit, bitch bite your tongue
See that ship over your city, better run, run
Your war is like a board game
Where it come from
Already bored, claiming your gang
"pyew! " go the gun, boy he on some other shit
Check your solar system bitch
Don't let another motherfucker
Catch you sleeping
On the wrong sun (wrong sun)
Son the haters, send 'em into orbit
Higher than these motherfuckers
Claiming it's their purpose
Turned and asked your partner
Why he acting nervous (brrat!)
Keep talking, that's lip service
Rats decided it was time to hit the surface
Cats sleeping on it
Write 'em off like cursive
Drown a fuckin' hater
His experience immersive
Now that he can feel it
Call the doctors and the nurses up

Whatcha gonna do about it
Ain't nothin' new about it
Shoulda made the noose a little tighter
Cause it ain't nobody dead
Just some motherfuckin' riders
Air 'em out (let 'em breathe)
Air 'em out (got the fire!)
Air 'em out (wanna see)
Air 'em out (no)
Shoulda made the noose a little tighter
Cause it ain't nobody dead
Just some motherfuckin' riders

Try to play a killer soft like silk (salt)
Old frail gas gotta play for the milk
Lies high off these lows
When they step up in the party
Where they got up in
They o's like some fuckin' (?)
Whips and chains
(?) game like it was in bulk
Back when a mack could slang
With his partners tryna
Make his fuckin' name in the traps
All the way from
(?) to be careful who she track
Snatch a hoochie with a smile
Tap her from the back
It's somebody try to stop you
Tell that dick to back back
Back back, stack racks, invisible
Five deep, strap hangin' like dirigible
Playin' shit is critical, masses massive
Masked mass murderer
Mastiff barking at the moon
That them bein' walked on
Hit the kill switch
Your ass done movin' backwards
When they choke you with that real trick

Whatcha gonna do about it
Ain't nothin' new about it
Shoulda made the noose a little tighter
Cause it ain't nobody dead
Just some motherfuckin' riders
Air 'em out (let 'em breathe)
Air 'em out (got the fire!)
Air 'em out (wanna see)
Air 'em out (no)
Shoulda made the noose a little tighter
Cause it ain't nobody dead
Just some motherfuckin' riders

Come up off your smooth talk, playa this raspy
You stuck on morse code, playa this ascii
Your birthright make you scared to get nasty
The keyword is (?) , that's what your ass need
Anybody buggin' can get it in the mandible, shit
Got a problem, better hit 'em on they (?)
Ain't nobody flyin' just because they fly here
You could trip sets, real playas trip lightyears
Tightrope time, twinkle toes and what?
Is you ridin' or not? everybody's hands up
Who they want? (who they want?)
Game over (game over)
Ol' leech callin' anyone who ain't sober
Old leakin' ass man in the corner
Talkin' that shit to the sky is a warning
You may wanna pay attention to
What he's sayin'
Cause the ecumen ain't everything
And these killas ain't playin', ho!

Whatcha gonna do about it
Ain't nothin' new about it
Shoulda made the noose a little tighter
Cause it ain't nobody dead
Just some motherfuckin' riders
Air 'em out (let 'em breathe)
Air 'em out (got the fire!)
Air 'em out (wanna see)
Air 'em out (no)
Shoulda made the noose a little tighter
Cause it ain't nobody dead
Just some motherfuckin' riders

(ride on, ride on, ride on...)