maajins - rip lyrics
[maajins - rip lyrics]
Uh, my niggas came in with the blick
For all you fuck niggas that tr-
Pussy ass nigga tried
Boy bet' not start that shit, yeah
Big 1500
We could’ve just let that shit rip up
600 carry a 20 ball
Spend me a bag, I don’t need a receipt
Boy, you a bitch, all you do is just tweet
Better lock in before a young nigga tweak
I heard yo tape, control, alt, delete, yeah
I made 10 bands off just selling feats
Just spent a bag on this Number
(N) ine fleece
Hysteric the denim, Rick Owens the feet
Buckle belt, yeah, came right from Alyx
Yeah, yeah, niggas can’t spend no bag like me
B-bum ass nigga try to run down
We pullin' tragedy-y-y (Ha, ha, ha)
Yeah, yeah, niggas can’t spend no bag like me
Boy, don’t believe that bitch if
She don’t got no receipts
Yeah, m-my little bitch gorgeous
AMG Cedes, bitch, I'm finna floor it
Bitch call my phone, yeah
I'm finna ignore it
In love with the racks, yeah
I'm finna adore it and I'm finna export it
Fucked up my lungs so my vocals distorted
That lil' ho' going out bad, extorted
Pull up outta' nowhere, call me Randy Orton
Bitch, yeah, hey yeah
Bullets rip yo' face off
Lawyer fought the case off
Who your story based off?
Bitch, yeah, hey yeah
Bullets rip yo' face off
Lawyer fought the case off
Who your story based off?
He Runtz remember I had a blick in the trunk
Little nigga, I ain’t gon' stunt
Bitch call my phone, what she want?
Smoking that gas, yeah, it stunk ha
Let’s have some fun
Hold up, I'm finna fuck this shit, uh
Carry a pump, boyb you a bum
Smoking yo mans', that shit in my lungs
Number one
Uh, my niggas came in with the blick
For all you fuck niggas that tr-
Pussy ass nigga tried
Boy bet' not start that shit, yeah
Big 1500
We could’ve just let that shit rip up
600 carry a 20 ball
Uh, my niggas came in with the blick
Pussy ass nigga tried
Boy bet' not start that shit, yeah
Big 1500
We could’ve just let that shit rip up
600 carry a 20 ball
For all you fuck niggas that tr-
Pussy ass nigga tried
Boy bet' not start that shit, yeah
Big 1500
We could’ve just let that shit rip up
600 carry a 20 ball
Spend me a bag, I don’t need a receipt
Boy, you a bitch, all you do is just tweet
Better lock in before a young nigga tweak
I heard yo tape, control, alt, delete, yeah
I made 10 bands off just selling feats
Just spent a bag on this Number
(N) ine fleece
Hysteric the denim, Rick Owens the feet
Buckle belt, yeah, came right from Alyx
Yeah, yeah, niggas can’t spend no bag like me
B-bum ass nigga try to run down
We pullin' tragedy-y-y (Ha, ha, ha)
Yeah, yeah, niggas can’t spend no bag like me
Boy, don’t believe that bitch if
She don’t got no receipts
Yeah, m-my little bitch gorgeous
AMG Cedes, bitch, I'm finna floor it
Bitch call my phone, yeah
I'm finna ignore it
In love with the racks, yeah
I'm finna adore it and I'm finna export it
Fucked up my lungs so my vocals distorted
That lil' ho' going out bad, extorted
Pull up outta' nowhere, call me Randy Orton
Bitch, yeah, hey yeah
Bullets rip yo' face off
Lawyer fought the case off
Who your story based off?
Bitch, yeah, hey yeah
Bullets rip yo' face off
Lawyer fought the case off
Who your story based off?
He Runtz remember I had a blick in the trunk
Little nigga, I ain’t gon' stunt
Bitch call my phone, what she want?
Smoking that gas, yeah, it stunk ha
Let’s have some fun
Hold up, I'm finna fuck this shit, uh
Carry a pump, boyb you a bum
Smoking yo mans', that shit in my lungs
Number one
Uh, my niggas came in with the blick
For all you fuck niggas that tr-
Pussy ass nigga tried
Boy bet' not start that shit, yeah
Big 1500
We could’ve just let that shit rip up
600 carry a 20 ball
Uh, my niggas came in with the blick
Pussy ass nigga tried
Boy bet' not start that shit, yeah
Big 1500
We could’ve just let that shit rip up
600 carry a 20 ball