ZOTiYAC - Vern (RIP Freestyle) lyrics

If you trying to see a dead
Body then come take a look
You don't want be on
The internet magazine nigga
You better off go read a book
Pull on they block and they shook
But they shoulda expected that shit
Feel like shookin’ that boy on
The left that you hit
Got that wood on the AK
The TEC wit' the grip
Blowing this bitch like a Ref
With a whistle I'm pissed

RIP, RIP bitch ass nigga tombstone read RIP
Bitch ass nigga in the stu
Get hot, ain’t get shit
Then try cook up a hit
Aye come look at this shit
Gotta be more than this
He gon' get himself killed tryin'
To record a diss
Somebody tell shorty take care of his family
Nigga don't wanna die before his kids
Aye, RIP, RIP
Bitch ass nigga tombstone read RIP rIP, RIP
Say he in his bag, in the bag he a zip
If he in the whip, then it flip
If he in the crib, it's a hit
But if he outside, he a trip
Dat boy talkin' like he can
Eat bullet but ain't have
It on 'em when that nigga die he a bitch
If you trying to see a dead
Body then come take a look
You don’t want be on
The internet magazine nigga
You better off go read a book
Pull on they block and they shook
But they shoulda expected that shit
Feel like shookin’ that boy on
The left that you hit
Got that wood on the AK
The TEC wit' the grip
Blowing this bitch like a Ref
With a whistle I’m pissed

If you ain't ready don't hop
In these streets boy
N if you ain't heavy don’t hop in this beef
Fuckin' with Yac that's a shot in the dark
Not fuckin' with me like a shark in the deep
I ain't got no advice
I just advise niggas watch how
You be talking to me
I'm smoking a lot but I try to keep peace
I keep to my peace till I'm deceased
Aye twenty sum shots in the
Back of the vehicle
I kept on blowing I couldn't
Even see the dude
I had to hop out on feet when I pop
Out I gotta leave blood in the street
Aye n I gotta fuck up the beat
We make a nigga face look unbelievable
He ain't identify can't even see the dude
I walk up snatch your soul like a reaper do
I kept on blowing I couldn't
Even see the dude
Aye he ain't identify can't
Even see the dude aye I kept on blowing I
Couldn't even see the dude
He ain't identify can't even see the dude
Hollow tips punching your skin
Like a needle do walk up and snatch up your
Soul like the reaper do aye, RIP, RIP
Bitch ass nigga tombstone read RIP rIP, RIP
Say he in his bag, in the bag he a zip
If he in the whip, then it flip
If he in the crib, it's a hit
But if he outside, he a trip
Dat boy talkin' like he can
Eat bullet but ain't have
It on 'em when that nigga die he a bitch