Rip Actavis

Oh, oh, that drank, raw
F-f-funny productions
R.I.P. to Actavis
R.I.P. to Actavis

R.I.P. to Actavis
I can't find no Wok so I'm sippin' on this fuckin' Tris
And my baby trippin', askin' me about another bitch
All my opps some pussy, I just went and bought another switch

The way I shoot the choppa I'm gonna need me another clip
I almost took his mans out the game like a fuckin' glitch
I don't really talk about that dog, cause it made me rich
Love it when that pussy come bald, like a make a wish

Baby, tryna see what's in my hand, I told her "Go fish!"
I can't break bread with you, baby, I'm too selfish
Here we go, a lil' somethin', somethin' to get your nails did
These one-of-one, baby girl, you can't find this

If you're over East in the four, yeah, that's my shit
If you with the opps, yeah, I might cheese your whip
Hold on, hold on, yeah, I'm still rappin
Call my phone any time of day, yeah, I'm still trappin

Told baby girl, "hold the pole while I swerve traffic"
White bitch said she need a bow, you know we taxin
Runtz bag say, "joke's up" but I'm not laughin
Say you get money, but you broke, that's some good actin

I already spent on your block, they like, "what happened?"
Oh, I'm so sorry for your loss, boy, that shit tragic
I just made your mans disappear, but it's not magic
Baby said she feel it in her stomach, cause she not cappin

Watch how you sit on my lap, bae, I'm not lackin
I just sit back and call plays like I'm John Madden
Broke nigga say he need a quarter, I'm like, "who asking?"
The way I beat the pack down the block, got my hands ashy

I can't take this pack on the road, gang, it's too gassy
Never gon' give up on the drink, I'm like Rick Astley
R.I.P. to Actavis
R.I.P. to Actavis

R.I.P. to Actavis
I can't find no Wok so I'm sippin' on this fuckin' Tris
And my baby tripping askin' me about another bitch
All my opps some pussy, I just went and bought another switch

The way I shoot the choppa, I'm gonna need another clip
I almost took his mans out the game like a fuckin' glitch
R.I.P. to Actavis
R.I.P. to Actavis

R.I.P. to Actavis
I can't find no Wok, so I'm sippin' on this fuckin' Tris
And my baby tripping askin' me about another bitch
All my opps some pussy, I just went and bought another switch

The way I shoot the choppa, I'm gonna need me need me another clip
I almost took his mans out the game like a fuckin' glitch
R.I.P. to Actavis
R.I.P. to Actavis

R.I.P. to Actavis
R.I.P. to Actavis
R.I.P. to Actavis
R.I.P. to Actavis

R.I.P. to Actavis



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Kinsey
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