R.I.P
Uhh get my guap
Nigga WTF
He might just die
Kill him just for Fun
Bloody Nikes
Got him movin
Dancing like the Jackson
His built like a cactus
Talkin bout guns
But he ain't got non
Geeked up
Double act
Put that sprite in my cup
Need that wokk
And some sloppy
Shawty come give me top
Might just kill that boy
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
Now he a dead man
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
He a dead man
Uhh need that alie in my cup
Throw it up I might just sniff on them Xans
Dressed like the thugs
Damn yeah we going off
We going off
We going off
Damn yeah we going off
We going off
We going off
Fuck with us you go get dropped
We going off
We going off
We going off
We going off
Uhh get my guap
Nigga WTF
He might just die
Use him just for Practice
Bloody Nikes
Got him movin
Dancing like the Jackson
His built like a cactus
Talkin bout guns
But he ain't got non
Geeked up
Double act
Put that codee in my cup
Need that wokk
And some sloppy
Shawty come give me top
Might just kill that boy
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
Now he a dead man
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
He a dead man
Nigga WTF
He might just die
Kill him just for Fun
Bloody Nikes
Got him movin
Dancing like the Jackson
His built like a cactus
Talkin bout guns
But he ain't got non
Geeked up
Double act
Put that sprite in my cup
Need that wokk
And some sloppy
Shawty come give me top
Might just kill that boy
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
Now he a dead man
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
He a dead man
Uhh need that alie in my cup
Throw it up I might just sniff on them Xans
Dressed like the thugs
Damn yeah we going off
We going off
We going off
Damn yeah we going off
We going off
We going off
Fuck with us you go get dropped
We going off
We going off
We going off
We going off
Uhh get my guap
Nigga WTF
He might just die
Use him just for Practice
Bloody Nikes
Got him movin
Dancing like the Jackson
His built like a cactus
Talkin bout guns
But he ain't got non
Geeked up
Double act
Put that codee in my cup
Need that wokk
And some sloppy
Shawty come give me top
Might just kill that boy
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
Now he a dead man
Rip to your son
Rip to your son
He a dead man
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Writer(s): Onkabetse Morobe
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