Текст песни Journey Montana - Rivals

[Verse 1]
I think it's that season
When niggas throw stones for no reason
When niggas spread lies and stop reachin'
Think it's time I give 'em somethin' to believe in
I don't understand how they been actin'
I've been tryin' not to give 'em a reaction
Frenemies in a frenzy, tryna test me, feedin' off every single interaction

[Chorus]
Me and my rivals like rifles and Bibles like oil and water
Me and my rivals like idols and Bibles like fire and water
Me and my rivals like rifles and Bibles like oil and water
Me and my rivals like idols and Bibles like fire and water

[Verse 2]
Shout out to my exes and my ex hoes
Cut it off, save it for the next ho
I got people hanging 'round just for cheat codes
I like real niggas, I don't like weak hoes
I like rich niggas, I don't like cheap hoes
Don't bring 'em around, you can keep those
Throwin' shots but I peep those, I eat those
Charge it to the game like free throws

[Chorus]
Me and my rivals like rifles and Bibles like oil and water
Me and my rivals like idols and Bibles like fire and water
Me and my rivals like rifles and Bibles like oil and water
Me and my rivals like rifles and Bibles like oil and water

[Outro]
Me and my rivals like rifles and Bibles like oil and water