RIP (feat. 6arelyhuman)
(You make me wanna scre-e-e-e-eam)
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam
(Chase Icon)
So bad, it's scary
Louboutin's on blood-red cherry
Takin' nudes on an old Blackberry
Missin' waist, imaginary
Line 'em up like kill, fuck, marry
Put my opps in the cemetery
Make 'em move with my mind, like Carrie
Don't know her, Mariah Carey
Ah, ah-ah
I just can't live with this
Ah, ah-ah
Now it's—
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam (R-I-I-I-P—)
Pull up smokin' on Frankenstein
Whip with the doors, on suicide
Hop in the ghost, and take a ride
All my exes unalived
Whore in a horror movie
Ice drippin' down my boobies
I got the bob like Velma
But he's dog like Scooby
Ah, ah-ah
I just can't live with this
Ah, ah-ah
Now it's—
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam (R-I-I-I-P—)
He make me scream, just like a slasher
O-o-ooh, baby go faster
Wanna see my blood splatter?
Come and eat me off the platter
Bitch, I'm lookin' like a skeleton, I'm hard to the bone
I feel just like Elvira, with my all black wardrobe
He said that I'm creepy, but he can't get enough
I-I-I'ma just go crazy baby, make you fall in love
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam (R-I-I-I-P—)
(Chase Icon)
I ain't saying sorry, this is the death of a human Barbie
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam
(Chase Icon)
So bad, it's scary
Louboutin's on blood-red cherry
Takin' nudes on an old Blackberry
Missin' waist, imaginary
Line 'em up like kill, fuck, marry
Put my opps in the cemetery
Make 'em move with my mind, like Carrie
Don't know her, Mariah Carey
Ah, ah-ah
I just can't live with this
Ah, ah-ah
Now it's—
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam (R-I-I-I-P—)
Pull up smokin' on Frankenstein
Whip with the doors, on suicide
Hop in the ghost, and take a ride
All my exes unalived
Whore in a horror movie
Ice drippin' down my boobies
I got the bob like Velma
But he's dog like Scooby
Ah, ah-ah
I just can't live with this
Ah, ah-ah
Now it's—
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam (R-I-I-I-P—)
He make me scream, just like a slasher
O-o-ooh, baby go faster
Wanna see my blood splatter?
Come and eat me off the platter
Bitch, I'm lookin' like a skeleton, I'm hard to the bone
I feel just like Elvira, with my all black wardrobe
He said that I'm creepy, but he can't get enough
I-I-I'ma just go crazy baby, make you fall in love
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam
R.I.P
Bitch I'm dead (I'm dead)
He creeped inside my head (My head)
Took over my body
I can't even call the feds
It's a murder scene
I kill it in the bed (The bed)
Makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam (R-I-I-I-P—)
(Chase Icon)
I ain't saying sorry, this is the death of a human Barbie
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Geller, Cary Singer, Toby Hamilton, Chase Icon
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