Lip

(Michael Link сука блять)

Stupid bitch, don't give me no lip! (uh)
Stack my money till my pockets so damn big
Rick Owens on my body but I'm still gon' look like shit (uh)
GOT LIKE 30 BANDS UP ON MY FUCKING WRIST (uh)

N' you know I'm Mr. Kill-A-Cop
Fuck the 12, shoot a fuckin' pussy 'till his body drops
And I'm out here sippin wok
Bitch I be sippin, sippin, sippin till my mothafuckin' liver yellin "Stop!"

The cops are yelling "Stop!" But I can't
"Mothafucka stop!" But I can't, I'm so great! (uh)
Fuck a fo' bitch, I pour up an eight (uh)
Whip the rari bitch, I'm 'boutta fuckin skate (uh)

Catch you in my sight, lil bitch, you know you can't escape
I pull out my glock and I might shoot a clip right at your place
I pull out my cock and I might paint your bitch's fuckin' face
I pull out my phone and I might kill a bitch on fuckin' FaceTime

Stupid bitch, don't give me no lip!
Slide on your bitch with a portal gun just like I'm fuckin' Rick
No Owens, 'cause you know I'm dressed like shit (uh)

Don't give me no lip!
Stupid bitch, don't give me no lip!
Stupid bitch, don't give me lip!

*belch*



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Writer(s): Ryan Scott
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