This is a song about "Riff"

Will be had by me cuz i'm rolling high like i'm riff raff

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Quit your riff raff, just said this shit fast

And bijies like im out and

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Nigga i ain't fuckin' wit no riff raff hoes

My haters talking riff-raff, dropping my name in chit chat

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

With a different sounding riff pounding ya brain insane like a preacher

So i spit a diss rap without the riff raff and leave him crying in the snow

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Death maps, in a lion's sense, alliances, are made by riff-raff,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass