[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

I’m in a brand new drop top rarri with 3 bitches
Tired of beein in the middle of trial with 3 snitches
Man I hit up every club in your city, where niggas at
I be in every club in the hood, where the niggas out
Pull up, jump out, stun like I was baby
On my cocaine cowboy shit, like in the 80’s
Who the nigga think he is, slick rick or dana dane?
Think he rakim or something, look at his chain
YsL, from head to toe, I’m dougie fresh
Lookin like I came to play, mitchell and ness
Any nigga with a watch like that he need attention
Your man don’t ball out like that, you need to bench him

[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

I’m gone, don’t know where I’m going
Pockets on extra big, they on samon
Got some bad bitches off in my section,
Just let some more in
And every nigga came her with me will kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around like we jamaican
All pounds trapped up in this bitch like we some ...
She got good head, good brain, good education
A drunk dealer motherfucker, here’s the situation
1:45 AM and I’m broken
By the time a nigga get to this crib, the mall open
Man the nerve on this high ass bitch
She on the molly
She says she want me calling her parents
She think she holy, uh

(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

Got a pocket full of dead prez
Cash to your girl like a jay pad
Party scene turned to a murder scene
Keep shittin on niggas need body drank
Turn up, cali green
I’m on gasoline and I’m on that promethezeine
Life ain’t nothin but a g thang
Switch lanes, get brain, hand on her g strang
I’m the type of nigga that’s built to last
You fuck with me, I put my foot in your ass
I got a million in stash, I stack my money so tall
That you might need a giraffe
When you was counting this cash nigga

[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.