Sriracha (feat. Logic & Joyner Lucas)

Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda

With flows older than the first sold cold soda

Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers

Them cincos are at it again, blow dosure

I am like, Iron Mike, back in the day

My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight

Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple

A taser and a jammy tackle

By a neighbor with a family shackles

Laboring a man he's gaffled

I get angry I sip bombs

On your rich lawn

I was brought up Muslim and Christian

I been studying Chrislam

That's not a thing so I place this John

In your chicks palm

Give her something beautiful to kiss on

Till I spit one to her lip balm

I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics

Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit

To the wall is split, then I gotta sit the casa

Your God exists, cause a lot of chicks holler

Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit

They say I'm the best at what I do

After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2

Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'

So I tell them all to put that on somethin'

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow

Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow

But no, I'm a just spit it, I'm a get it good

Wish you would tell me what I should do

I don't know, hit the door, uh yeah

Feel like I been here before

Maybe I have but I can't fuck with it

Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it

Speaking on lyrical ability

Everyone in my vicinity blowing they mind like Kennedy

I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy

I'm like what's good, been fine

Tell me what's on your mind, rewind and shit

My message is beyond this shit

I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit

So what's up, hold up

Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road

Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago

When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself

But I been living like I ain't finna see them

My lane focus on the wealth

I been living good, I been feeling fine

Pass the sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine

Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind

That's been confined in four walls for some time

They say I'm the best at what I do

After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2

Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'

So I tell them all to put that on somethin'

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, the flavor popper

We gotcha, even haters jock us

These choppers invade the knockers then blocker

Disintegrating every chakra eager to off ya

You can bet that we doin' it proper

When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie, ain't nobody gonna stop us!

Nobody gon' top us, we leave 'em with no option

And leave 'em with no conscience

Leave 'em with no oxygen

Leave 'em with no problem

And even though I could see what they watchin'

TV with a DVD, I could repeat it with a CDC street shockin'

He see if a DB out there

Tell em Easy-E Compton

And he can eat me like a [?] shopping

Credit Card Max, bring the bars back

Fuck your whole [?], all that

Burn your house and bring your heart back

Sever your face and pin the doormat

Who got the keys to the brand new corvette

Can't catch me, a man in all black

I bought a nice ship since catman on crack

Fuck that, I was nice way before that

Can't ignore that, you can try though

But you gone end up next to God though

I'm a pen that robe, the bible

I'm on your skin like vitiligo

Sing for the moment, I hit the high note

Someone please let Elton John Know

Tell the lieutenant I'm hect camacho

With a Catholic priest and the pentecostal

Why you niggas wiggdy wiggdy wack

Giggdy Giggdy back

With a [?] patch

Jump in the middle of the track

None of y'all niggas can act

So y'all niggas are back

Come and get it again

Give me your moment of fall (fall!)

I can do it better than yours (yours!)

Run it!

They say I'm the best at what I do

After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2

Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'

So I tell them all to put that on somethin'

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, I put that on everything