Bobobtz, Niko - Sriracha Lyrics

Aye
I keep me some sriracha
I keep me some sriracha
I keep me some sriracha
Aye

I keep me some siracha, yet I'm already hot (Yeah)
Got some bangers got some bills
Thought I was Key Glock (No cap)
Every time you leave, I come to take your spot
Come home, you see another car in the parking lot (SKRT)
Got a lot of fans and got a lot of haters
Lay em out, now they outside
Grabbing views, I'm a money maker

Leave her out and ima take her
Making bread, now I'm a baker
Fall for your girl, but will you save her? (No no)

I'm Obi-Wan with the lightsaber
I'm the only one who wants big things
And I feel like drake all I want is big rings
Cause the future has a purpose and it holds big blings (Yeah)

Finesse a chick
I feel like rick
From a blob
Come take a flick

Don't chase nobody
Don't catch no bodies
But if you run up on my team
Then we might catch a body

Mike Jordan
I'm a Jumpman
But if you pulling cards
Then I might jump a man

Saving souls
Come save our souls
Live your life
And set your goals

But what if I can't control my emotions
Post a pic on the gram to get promotions
And everyone see the ice and get devotions
Everyone see the wrist and see an ocean
Everyone see my wrist and it is frozen
Everywhere I look it seems it's in slow motion
Don't take no pills but ibuprofen

I be proven
That I can make it in this game
That is my slogan
To make sure y'all know my name

To address all the haters
That are knocking at the door
While I'm on tour
Niko?

I be getting all this VC like I am a cheat code
Ain't no time to waste, I just stick to my flow
Brooks made this and you know that he already killed it
The rollie look at me before it's buss down

Riding solo I'm just swerving to the town
Cubin wingspan fifty it was all in cash
Hating on me but, now you just want a flick
I'm not leaving until I secure the bid

You know I rack up get these bands up then head to casa
Secure the brain and started brands sorry I ain't did that
The fit so clean it looks like me, you know it's Cartier
Diamonds shine like water, sorry that I took your daughter

I keep me some siracha, yet I'm already hot
Got some bangers got some bills
Thought I was Key Glock
Every time you leave, I come to take your spot
Come home, you see another car in the parking lot (SKRT)
Got a lot of fans and got a lot of haters
Lay em out, now they outside
Grabbing views, I'm a money maker

Leave her out and ima take her
Making bread, now I'm a baker
Fall for your girl, but will you save her? (No no)