Rip It (feat. Yayo, Steez Bliss, Unrulyetn & Johnny Curl X)

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I didn't really feel like killing this
You can put the blame on Filip
Wait
F*ck it
Rip it rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
All the g's gon' kill it
I didn't really feel like killing this
You can put the blame on Filip
Wait
F*ck it
Rip it rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
All the g's gon' kill it
Can't trust these niggas they jealous
All these bangers that we selling
Run to the money no slack
F*ck that lil bitch gotta go
Niggas trynna get the smoke
Swear to God I'm on the road
I can never trust a hoe
I am just be sipping on fo'
Steez rolled another one
Now that shit got me moving dumb
So much pounds in my lungs
Ye i've been smoking that good skunk
She saw me doing the money dance
Now she wanna hang cause we got the bands
Don't come at my gang you don't stand a chance
Don't pull on me or we gon' let it bang
And my conscious shifted
I just want the digits
Put that on my gang
All my fucking niggas
See me on the pitch
I be scoring goals like I'm Daniel Sturridge
Dribble bitches like I'm Lionel Messi
F*ck the game up ain't no retrograding
And I'm feeling like Rambo
You don't wanna come and tango
I didn't really feel like killing this
You can put the blame on Filip
Wait
F*ck it
Rip it rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
All the g's gon' kill it
Triple 7 TCS we reppin yea
On Hatake measure
Triple 7 TCS we reppin
Running this shit is one of them blessings
All these Og's ye they trynna end me end me end me
Don't even bother I'ma keep it dropping
None of you niggas made us f*ck the talking yea
TCS so you know who's locking
We ain't stoping cause Filip really got it
Got it got it
Why can't you get it?
Why can't you get it?
On your shit there's nobody innit
All those lies finna get you finished
Too much cap no wonder she ain't pleased
No wonder she ain't pleased
They don't wanna see me hit them with another
Talking about me I don't even bother
That's the shit you ain't even caught
She want me like I'm Playboi Carti
Rip it aye
She said
Ain't really feel like killing this
I said shut up, get up on this dick
She lick it, lick it
Twist it, twist it
Suck it, suck it
F*ck it, f*ck it
Smoke, toke
Do me real good like I paid for it
Do my wood after burnt backwoods
Make a bitch cry with your dick
You should
Aye aye aye aye
Pretty bitch want me
Call me baby
I text shorty "come and jump on it"
Said her man don't do her honest
Aye aye aye aye
Pretty bitch want me
Call me lately
I text shorty my location
See that bitch short in occasions aye
I didn't really feel like killing this
You can put the blame on Filip
Wait
F*ck it
Rip it rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
All the g's gon' kill it
I didn't really feel like killing this
You can put the blame on Filip
Wait
F*ck it
Rip it rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
Rip it rip it (Rasga)
All the g's gon' kill it

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