Bath Bombs

I want you to rip out that page
What
Rip out the entire page
You hear me

Rip it out
Rip it out
Come on, rip it out
Thank you, Mr. Dawson

Rip it, rip it, rip it out
Southside playa so you know I gotta say sum
Been making hits since day one
How you talk shit but your shit don't say nun

Back in a minute
Came back in a flash, infinite
I ain't lack in a minute
It's the passion thats with it

If it's gas then I pass when I hit it
Chino with the raps, I ain't trying to carry players
Whole squad carry weight on call when I'm late
Drop jaws when I play, if it's off of the game

Leave it off of the phone when I drop
Now sound got tone, two folks for the drop
If I'm off one for the throne then you holding my spot
I ain't coax my fame, I just roll what I got

I ain't toast my bread
Slash cheddar like cheese to the feds, I don't cop out
Got me the range for long route old white tee, I ain't serve em out the compound

Get a bag then I split it
Red hands how I did it
Dead pan to the gimmicks, you ain't actually with it
Do it smooth and you actually didnt

Just slack and you're finished
Oh yeah, really that dude when I get in the mood
Bop to my tunes when I step in the room
Hot full of fumes like a old cartoon

Not finna loose to the all shark dudes
How you gon' hate where I came from
Southside player so you know I gotta say sum
Been making hits since day one

How you talk shit but ya shit don't say nun
Just know my limit, I don't toast, I don't post
My winnings got coats for the winter
If it's change y'all talking I'm a pop some winners

Real cold round here when I flow round here
If it's jakes what you so worried for
They on post round here
Off 281 know the coast right there

I just need the, I just need the, I just need the



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Writer(s): Dylan Mata
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