Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song RIP Lil Phat, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song Still Flexin, Still Steppin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Never Broke Again
Song language: English
RIP Lil Phat |
Ooh that bitch turnt up, what you on? |
What you on? |
What you talkin' 'bout, Zo? |
What you tryna do, huh? |
You act like, you act like you ain’t been a gangster |
Bitch, you know I been a gangster, yeah |
You ain’t even gotta turn me up like that, boy, yeah |
You know what’s happenin' with me, free DDawg, ain’t nobody safe |
Let’s go |
Rollin' off them pills, steady spinnin', bitch, I’m rollin' |
Tryna pop a nigga cap, that’s off the flat, they be controllin' |
If them niggas get to poppin', then just know he got it on him |
I ain’t gotta point 'em out, my niggas get him if I want him |
Hold on, yeah, I’m in a zone, yeah |
My niggas rollin' off them pills to get you gone, yeah |
And bitch, I been that, I’m still is, so watch your tone, yeah |
Bust your fuckin' dome, yeah, send your ass home, yeah |
Nigga, ain’t no temptin' me, watch me do my murder dance |
30 Glock up in his pants, fuck the cops, he stretch your mans |
He say he need another one, he just took another Xan' |
He say he gon' step on us, he gon' need another plan |
Dirty as a motherfucker, still come through fuckin' swervin' (Boom, nigga) |
Out the roof up in this bitch, who said I was worried? |
(Who said I was worried?) |
I get trey like back to back, they shoot that bitch like Curry |
Behind the line, a couple stacks’ll probably get 'em early, hold on |
Rollin' off them pills, steady spinnin', bitch, I’m rollin' |
Tryna pop a nigga cap, that’s off the flat, they be controllin' |
If them niggas get to poppin', then just know he got it on him |
I ain’t gotta point 'em out, my niggas get him if I want him |
Hold on, yeah, I’m in a zone, yeah |
My niggas rollin' off them pills to get you gone, yeah |
And bitch, I been that, I’m still is, so watch your tone, yeah |
Bust your fuckin' dome, yeah, send your ass home, yeah |
Wan' do somethin' with who? |
I got that tool up in this bitch (On slime) |
We can go to scufflin' since you bootin' in this bitch (I ain’t lyin') |
Flash out and make it ugly, ain’t no movin' in this bitch (Bitch, what up?) |
I’m gonna shoot a horror movie, ain’t no choosin', ain’t no picks |
I’ma go across your shit with this Henny bottle, nigga |
Still be with the shits, just since I left the bottom, nigga |
Put you up with your clique, you fuckin' with the Dada, nigga |
Bust your ass, that’s a fact, ain’t 'bout no fuckin' dollar, nigga |
How I come through on them jiggas |
Rollin' off them pills, steady spinnin', bitch, I’m rollin' |
Tryna pop a nigga cap, that’s off the flat, they be controllin' |
If them niggas get to poppin', then just know he got it on him |
I ain’t gotta point 'em out, my niggas get him if I want him |
Hold on, yeah, I’m in a zone, yeah |
My niggas rollin' off them pills to get you gone, yeah |
And bitch, I been that, I’m still is, so watch your tone, yeah |
Bust your fuckin' dome, yeah, send your ass home, yeah |