RIP

LIL L.A. MARZ - RIP
Lyrics

Verse:
Yo bitch comin' out, 3-2-1, like a rocket now
Said yo rack talk to you, hear how dem pockets sound
Got her a eye like da target, it’s lockin' now
Shot in da face, cuz yo bitch was just talkin' loud
I got da screamin' pack, only for louder hits
Yo blue is fake, you a bum, dat shit counterfeit
Dip out my store, cannot fuck wit dat coward shit
Y’all niggas passed all da faucets, no shower drip
Work wit da mop like a custodian
Pool on my neck, let her go soak in it
Dick in her lungs, left her wit broken ribs
I got a MAC, den iPhone yo shit
Woods in da back, I be rollin' it
Hell lotta paper, don't be foldin' it
Rack on my jeans, pocket swollen it
Trippie dem Polеs, I be totin' it
I paint yo bitch wit my dick then I canvas it
Cannot fuck wit no rats, y’all be somе Candace’s
Got her back tough like a bull, I be rammin' it
Bitch what dat mouth do, she said you won’t handle it
Freaky like Friday, yo bitch, she a fan of it
Workin' my dick, but da pussy I manage it
Fuckin' yo bitch goin' Danny, dat phantom shit
No she don’t want pretty boys, fuck dat Tatum shit
Close wit yo bitch like two peas in a pods
She like what’s dat in my spleen, dat’s my cock
Boone gang, hit you wit da tu-tu-fa-fa
If a rat run up on me, u get shot
Hungry for beef, you get served like a lunch lady
What I mean serve, u got bust, make you run vrazy
Bitch tryna boss up on me, you ain’t tough baby
Crunch up yo nigga like time, got em slump daily

Hook:
Try to dodge me
Fucked up when you shot me
New nigga, not me
Nigga you a softy
Bitch get off of me
Chop yo fuckin' feet
Bust in all yo teeth
Lead is what he eat
D-I-E
You finna D-I-E
You finna D-I-E
You finna D-I-E
(2x)