[Chorus: Sybyr]
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, yes, rowdy, yes, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit, yuh

[Verse 1: Sybyr]
Bitch, you better not do it
Irritated as fuck, another strike and I'll lose it
Lost all my fuckin' patience
Bitch, you brought a visual to make it
I'm fucking tired of waiting
Trying to take over like Satan
I'm the demon that you barely worry 'bout
Your god cannot save you with my hand over your mouth
Bloodthirsty n***as all around, around my presence
And if we don't hang the motherfucker, feel my essence
Used to hang with dirtbags that never cared for me
Use you for your shit then look at you like you a bitch
Looking at your soul like worthless rags and piece of shit
Burn your fucking money, run around like "Yeah, we rich"
Waste your fucking time to hang with n***as all winter
Then you look surprised because they ate your fucking dinner
Work around the clock just to eat the fucking scraps
Fuck a life story, y'all gon' feel the fucking wrath
Last laugh, ooh
[Chorus: Sybyr]
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, yes, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, yes, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, yes, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit, yuh

[Verse 2: Leon'sWOLF]
"There needs to be more love in this world
If you've got an enemy, make friends with 'em, man"
Fuck you mean?
Why you talk shit? I could come through
With a thousand fucking slashes at your mouth
So impromptu
I don't want to hear no fucking words, you n***as love to speak
Actually, over ratings doesn't pass a fucking wait
Who these n***as?
I don't give a fuck about sets or who you be
But I know your number
Means perfection has been reached
And that's something that you hate
So, shut the fuck up when you wanna speak, mane
And throw the mic away
If you ever get called to speak
Man, bitch, learn your fucking lyrics
'Cause the work can take more shit
Mane, remember when I used to need people to help me out?
I was fucking naive, a little bitch, lacking any violence
Now I come through, flexed out
Even got a little bit of cash that I can check out
Fuck is you doing, boy?
Your mom gets you up, so, you ran more tales and beat your dick
[Chorus: Sybyr]
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, yes
Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy, fuckin' big crowd shit, yuh