SBY Turner – Riddle Me This Lyrics

Riddle Me This – SBY Turner Lyrics

You know you ain't in for a twist

You ain't in for a kick

Ayy, riddle me this, are you a friend of a friend?

'Cause I got a lot of time and a bottle of gin

I know you heard a lot of stories about how I commence

All these ludicrous actions all the shit that I spin

How I start a lot of drama off the fuel that I spit

Like I'm tryna light a fire with the ashes of kids

Like I'm tryna steal your car to put my matches in it

Like how I walk out of the bar with forty tabs on a friend

So riddle me this, been to the spittle' my friend?

'Cause it's a nightmare in the day with plenty blood and some sin

Have I told you 'bout my family and the shit that we did?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you I was high as a kid

Taking mushrooms in the pool with plenty juvient friends

I was out to get the Percocet and split off the mid

Taking powder up the nossy, getting nausy' with friends

Get it off me, let it stop, please let the nausea end

I was fourteen on a bender, wit' not a fender to bend

Out in parks, hopping cars with amphetamine twists

We was staying up for days just to chase the next hit

I still remember all the talks in your auntie's basement

Telling what we do when our tracks are takin'

Off and blazing, so jaded

Is that the way that we feel when we sit in the mirror

And just wonder what we'd do if you saw that we made it?

So riddle me this, you sure you in for a twist?

Cause I got a few rhymes and a bottle acid

I hear you worried 'bout the times I was driving you sick

Make you crazy off the way he out to gobble a fifth

Is it the way he always say he out to fondle a blick?

Said there ain't too many names who can match what I spit

So I chop 'em up like liver coming off of a pig

'Cause there ain't too much to say when I just stand on my kicks

You riddle me, I'll leave you dazed and kick some sand on your kicks

You getting up in my face, I get you faced in the mix

It get me crazy as shit when he just say he the shit

But either way, he ain't shit, 'cept a fake and a bitch

That's why he always stay around when SBY in the mix

And your crew be looking wild with the why's and the when's

While I be staying super vile saying byes from the Benz

Ay riddle me this, you sure you in for a kick?

'Cause they been saying that I'm crazy, I ain't taking they shit

Always saying that they made me 'cause they posted me once

You ain't stranger than the stuff that I roll up in my blunts

Keep on playing, I ah shrink you, leave you smaller than Runtz

Keep on rowing, I'ma sink you, cook you up for my lunch

I'm a shark in the water coming after your blood

Got a sharp set of tools that been making me lunge

While you been hating on me, I'm just making 'em see

I ain't as bad as you say or you making it seem

Is it the way that he comes and he's making a scene?

Is it the way that he runs while they hating on T?

Is it the way that he grunts when he walks in the room?

Is it the way that he comes knowing there'll be doom?

Is it the way that I say I'm the one with the crew?

Either way, I'm the one who be making it soon

AY riddle me this, are you a friend of a friend?

'Cause I got a lot of time and a bottle of gin

I know you heard a lot of stories about how I commence

All these ludicrous actions all the fuel that I spit

Ayy, riddle me this, are you a friend of a friend?

'Cause I got a lot of time and a bottle of gin

I know you heard a lot of stories about how I commence

All these ludicrous actions all the shit that I spin

How I start a lot of drama off the fuel that I spit

Like I'm tryna light a fire with the ashes of kids

Like I'm tryna steal your car to put my matches in it

Like how I walk out of the bar with forty tabs on a friend

So riddle me this, been to the spittle' my friend?

'Cause it's a nightmare in the day with plenty blood and some sin

Have I told you 'bout my family and the shit that we did?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you I was high as a kid

Taking mushrooms in the pool with plenty juvient friends

I was out to get the Percocet and split off the mid

Taking powder up the nossy, getting nausy' with friends

Get it off me, let it stop, please let the nausea end

I was fourteen on a bender, wit' not a fender to bend

Out in parks, hopping cars with amphetamine twists

We was staying up for days just to chase the next hit

I still remember all the talks in your auntie's basement

Telling what we do when our tracks are takin'

Off and blazing, so jaded

Is that the way that we feel when we sit in the mirror

And just wonder what we'd do if you saw that we made it?

So riddle me this, you sure you in for a twist

Cause I got a few rhymes and a bottle acid

I hear you worried 'bout the times I was driving you sick

Make you crazy off the way he out to gobble a fifth

Is it the way he always say he out to fondle a blick?

Said there ain't too many names who can match what I spit

So I chop 'em up like liver coming off of a pig

'Cause there ain't too much to say when I just stand on my kicks

You riddle me, I'll leave you dazed and kick some sand on your kicks

You getting up in my face, I get you faced in the mix

It get me crazy as shit when he just say he the shit

But either way, he ain't shit, 'cept a fake and a bitch

That's why he always stay around when SBY in the mix

And your crew be looking wild with the why's and the when's

While I be staying super vile saying byes from the Benz