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Riddles

Hip-Hop/Rap

Riddles è stato pubblicato il 17 novembre 2025 da UNTAMED RECORDS come parte dell'album MR. UNTAMED

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumMR. UNTAMED

Data di uscita17 novembre 2025

EtichettaUNTAMED RECORDS

LanguageEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM87

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

George Rogers

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

George Rogers

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

George Rogers

Engineer

Testi

Heard NatMan go again

Aye, Uz, long live Zei ****

Aye, look, it's Mr. Untamed

Baby tryna function with the Uz, off the team us

Rock out with my Drac, let him have it with my ski up

Catch a **** lackin out in traffic, leave his car stuck

Hop out, let it spark, leave his block looking t'd up, ****

Yo bitch gon' put it in my hand if I tell her riddles

How the fuck we trippin' bout a bitch, my **** what's the issue

**** steady speaking on Untamed, where the fuck my pistol

Hop out on they block with them chops, make them get little, aye

Best believe I had a drac when I popped that door

I can show you how to pull a skit, my **** take notes

Lil' baby told me she a U member, cause she like my songs

Once again, if it ain't bout a bag, then you can't hit my phone

Bout a bag, ****, can't put my time into the bitch, she's not a bag getter

****, I was broke, I ran it up, now my cash bigger

I left Brother Bear with the fully, he a babysitter

But he a pop some, real Uz

Speaking on Untamed, get you popped cousin

Aye your bitch found out that I was a rapper

Now my phone buzzin, aye this 40 prolly run up in your house the way this bitch bussin

Baby told me that she love a ****, call me McLovin

Ain't got no love for a bitch, I need more hunnids

Ayy, put a bitch up on a blade, got her road runnin

Stackin every dollar, she gon' bring it to the sun up

Told her run it back, I need my pape, don't get caught up

She gon' break a trick quick, bring that chicken when it's summed up

Prolly do a **** janky like the Ku Klux

Cuddy talkin' like he meech, he ain't move nothin

Might invest in your bitch with my new money

Let a **** play me like a hoe, I leave his face ugly

I'ma do this skit with baby Drac, cause my Drac love me

Fuckin with a bitch that work at Hooters, but I'm not Sonny

That choppa make him fix his grammar, he is not country

Baby tryna function with the U's, off the team us

Rock out with my Drac, let him have it with my ski up

Catch a **** lockin' out in traffic, leave his car stuck

Hop out, let it spark, leave his block lookin' t'd up ****

Yo bitch gon' put it in my hand if I tell her riddles

How the fuck we trippin' bout a bitch, my **** what's the issue

**** steady speakin' on Untamed, where the fuck my pistol

Hop out on they block with them chops, make em get little, aye

Best believe I had a drac when I popped that door

I can show you how to pull a skit like **** take notes

Lil baby told me she a U member, cause she like my songs

Once again, if it ain't bout a bag, then you can't hit my phone

Bout a bag, ****, can't put my time into the bitch, she's not a bag getter

****, I was broke, I ran it up, now my cash bigger

I left brother bear with the fully, he a babysitter, but he a pop some

Written by: George Rogers

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