La Familia by Rittz Lyrics
Verse 1:
That shit’s so whack
I don’t fuck around with no rat, NO CAP
See the family emblem inside the lenses
Limited edition, throwback Bo Jacks
Lot of rappers got toe tagged
Thinkin’ that the way that they could show me up
Is when they try to go fast
Everything they wrote, that content
So keep your 9 to 5, on the side
Try to set up a garage band
Surely I can’t be the only person on Earth
That can agree that human beings
Are more annoying than they worth
COVID got us stuck inside our homes, it’s red alert
People think it’s a conspiracy, let ‘еm spread the word
Fuck them and thеir secret society
Your opinions speakin’ entirely way too much
Man, fuck whoever raised you up nonviolently
Fuck a teen and his anxiety
Shithead kid with your immature parents
Sick and embarrassed of your TikTok posts
How OLD do you HOPE that you're OVER the age of
18
Cause I know that you rap like a whore I'm face-in
While you always trynna see their areolas
Fine ass bitch, she go both ways
You can’t say bitch
For real? Why not?
I got the okay from Janelle Monae
The music industry and the circle never saluted me
It used to bother me, now I don’t want to be included
Why would I give a shit if you want to see me muted
Ooo, cause one dude who gave me two shit reviews
Can tell his audience to listen to the new Rittz
Shoutout to the people in the media supportin’ me
The OGs that give me a feature
I was broke, couldn’t afford to pay nobody a recordin’ fee
CNT the hardest workin’ label by a longshot
I’m the only artist where we can forget your Rasta
What, you want to go?
Buddy, come on, say "Que pasa?"
That is like comparin’ a McLaren to a Mazda
Honda, North of Atlanta in the area
Carry a weapon on you while you’re wonderin’ who shot ya
Me and all my homies organized, I’m in the mafia
If you’re rollin’ with us, time to mind yours, squad up
Hook:
CNT that clientel, I can tell that they not familiar
Northside of Atlanta and I rep for La Familia
CNT that clientel, I can tell that they not familiar
Fully independent, pull up to the yellin’
Anyone wanna fuck with La Familia
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
With me and La Familia
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
With me and La Familia
Verse 2:
First verse was an hors d’oeuvre feedin’ verse TWO
Look at my jewelry too much, get a blurred VIEW
My lyrics too offensive, when I was a kid
I took my parents phone away because they broke the curFEW
When I was nine I was singin’ in choir
Lookin’ for opportunity to sneak into the girl’s ROOM
I’m skippin’ steps, started smokin’ cigarettes
Slip my fingers up her skirt when I was in the church PEW
Makin' out with bitches and I
Take 'em home inside of Eaglepoint
I was in the gutter on a dirt road
Never dream I would get to play a big arena
Cause in reality I know I’d never be commercial
Good, I don’t have to say “yah” like y’all do
When I’m rappin’ every bar, I don’t sing high pitch
I rap like I’m sippin’ on Barbital
Cool with an odd accent like “God damn, bitch!”
They don’t even talk like that where you stay
Like when a bald man toupee blew way
Thought you was real for a minute
But the proof say you fake
Sweeter than a full tray of fruitcake
Used to be the new wave like a Blu-ray
Now you wonder where the better days went
And we the future, better get used to the movement
Tell ‘em “What’s my name, bitch?”
Hook:
CNT that clientel, I can tell that they not familiar
Northside of Atlanta and I rep for La Familia
CNT that clientel, I can tell that they not familiar
Fully independent, pull up to the yellin’
Anyone wanna fuck with La Familia
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
With me and La Familia
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
With me and La Familia
That shit’s so whack
I don’t fuck around with no rat, NO CAP
See the family emblem inside the lenses
Limited edition, throwback Bo Jacks
Lot of rappers got toe tagged
Thinkin’ that the way that they could show me up
Is when they try to go fast
Everything they wrote, that content
So keep your 9 to 5, on the side
Try to set up a garage band
Surely I can’t be the only person on Earth
That can agree that human beings
Are more annoying than they worth
COVID got us stuck inside our homes, it’s red alert
People think it’s a conspiracy, let ‘еm spread the word
Fuck them and thеir secret society
Your opinions speakin’ entirely way too much
Man, fuck whoever raised you up nonviolently
Fuck a teen and his anxiety
Shithead kid with your immature parents
Sick and embarrassed of your TikTok posts
How OLD do you HOPE that you're OVER the age of
18
Cause I know that you rap like a whore I'm face-in
While you always trynna see their areolas
Fine ass bitch, she go both ways
You can’t say bitch
For real? Why not?
I got the okay from Janelle Monae
The music industry and the circle never saluted me
It used to bother me, now I don’t want to be included
Why would I give a shit if you want to see me muted
Ooo, cause one dude who gave me two shit reviews
Can tell his audience to listen to the new Rittz
Shoutout to the people in the media supportin’ me
The OGs that give me a feature
I was broke, couldn’t afford to pay nobody a recordin’ fee
CNT the hardest workin’ label by a longshot
I’m the only artist where we can forget your Rasta
What, you want to go?
Buddy, come on, say "Que pasa?"
That is like comparin’ a McLaren to a Mazda
Honda, North of Atlanta in the area
Carry a weapon on you while you’re wonderin’ who shot ya
Me and all my homies organized, I’m in the mafia
If you’re rollin’ with us, time to mind yours, squad up
Hook:
CNT that clientel, I can tell that they not familiar
Northside of Atlanta and I rep for La Familia
CNT that clientel, I can tell that they not familiar
Fully independent, pull up to the yellin’
Anyone wanna fuck with La Familia
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
With me and La Familia
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
With me and La Familia
Verse 2:
First verse was an hors d’oeuvre feedin’ verse TWO
Look at my jewelry too much, get a blurred VIEW
My lyrics too offensive, when I was a kid
I took my parents phone away because they broke the curFEW
When I was nine I was singin’ in choir
Lookin’ for opportunity to sneak into the girl’s ROOM
I’m skippin’ steps, started smokin’ cigarettes
Slip my fingers up her skirt when I was in the church PEW
Makin' out with bitches and I
Take 'em home inside of Eaglepoint
I was in the gutter on a dirt road
Never dream I would get to play a big arena
Cause in reality I know I’d never be commercial
Good, I don’t have to say “yah” like y’all do
When I’m rappin’ every bar, I don’t sing high pitch
I rap like I’m sippin’ on Barbital
Cool with an odd accent like “God damn, bitch!”
They don’t even talk like that where you stay
Like when a bald man toupee blew way
Thought you was real for a minute
But the proof say you fake
Sweeter than a full tray of fruitcake
Used to be the new wave like a Blu-ray
Now you wonder where the better days went
And we the future, better get used to the movement
Tell ‘em “What’s my name, bitch?”
Hook:
CNT that clientel, I can tell that they not familiar
Northside of Atlanta and I rep for La Familia
CNT that clientel, I can tell that they not familiar
Fully independent, pull up to the yellin’
Anyone wanna fuck with La Familia
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
With me and La Familia
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
Motherfuckers better get familiar
With me and La Familia