R.I.P. (Remix)
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I said rip is the remix killer Mike Jack was alive, I remix thriller Trapstar bitch, smelly with a big teeth Give a damn if I never be a hot emcee Cause I’m a hood nigga, first on anybody listen Buy the whole club p, don’t fuck with no chris Every tass swatch can’t fuck with my wrist Them marries ass hoes can’t fuck with my bitch To the window, to the motherfucking wall Enough money in my jeans to buy a motherfucking mall Got the choppas in the back, bullet proof that’s my armor Rip to the compass, this is my summer Rip I wanna kill the judge, tryina lock the homie up, they don’t feel it though I’m thirsty but I don’t give a fuck Fuckin with my ex cause I’m still in love Ah, I can teach you how to fucking, how to stack money I ain’t wearing hollywood, you just act funny Girl I know you want this pipe like a crack bunny Stop playing, I’m just tryina hit like a crack fiend I’m startin on shit, it won’t be no shit I can’t take your bitch if I don’t see your bitch With the scene that slow, mad go bitch Cancel her get another like I’m nino bitch, wassup [Hook] Rip, rip, rip, rip, rip Rip we just killed the club Take patron to the head, allmost killed the thug And I’m so high, I can’t feel the drugs Too many haters in here, I don’t feel the love Rip, rip, rip, rip, rip Rip we just killed the club Take patron to the head, allmost killed the thug Turn up in this bitch and I’m beaming this shit Hunned hoes, hunned foes, that’s my season and shit Stunt me gone, really road, bitch I’m eat in this shit You are vegan and shit, get off my penis and shit Look a bad bitch, I bag that bitch nigga back back pull it After crab back turn it, so the baghdad bags on my eyes I don’t sleep much, we up, bitch I beat the beat up The homies get you beat up, and I rip to pina Lil ... back, mosberg...compton I live that Don’t care weave with extension Glock 17 with extention, bumping sugar free in automatic dully Tv’s in it like it’s 97, watching front of movie At the chiddy chiddy bang, this come down gang Fuck whoever don’t like it, little kid I be the name bitch! [Hook] Rip, rip, rip, rip, rip Rip we just killed the club Take patron to the head, allmost killed the thug And I’m so high, I can’t feel the drugs Too many haters in here, I don’t feel the love Rip, rip, rip, rip, rip Rip we just killed the club Take patron to the head, allmost killed the thug Look, rip, to the vip I got my lil niggas in the club, fuck id My niggas kill that whale Give you black eyed peas And the molly make the white girls look chinese Ok, always be, my niggas out here ballin And all you fake ass artists, y’all niggas out here drollin Ok, now dearly departed, I bought a plane, I departed And if you started from the bottom gonna come out the closet Ha, you problematic, I bought them ratchets and automatics Clip hold 32, I make you feel the magic You gonna see the flashes, like you in a pagent All black suits, and them long cutted Rock and roll, rocked up like the north pole Rockin rich, shinin like a pinosaur glow Zip tight, tiger claws with the tiger prints Tire treat hunger roll with the tiger grip Fast boy, bite fast when I stack cash Ask, 2 20 on the damn dash Ask, 2 20 on the damn dash Aston, marin, 50 city touring House sillicone..the white martin lauren I ain’t tryina change, tryina stack change Tryina hard to complain, dancing in the rain Neon icon, droppin late june Started from the bottom remix coming soon [Hook] Rip, rip, rip, rip, rip Rip we just killed the club Take patron to the head, allmost killed the thug And I’m so high, I can’t feel the drugs Too many haters in here, I don’t feel the love Rip, rip, rip, rip, rip Rip we just killed the club Take patron to the head, allmost killed the thug.
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