RIP Virgil Lyrics

This that shit, then we go off the rip, yeah

Ballin' like the Durant, yeah

I heart serving fent, hm

You the baddest out your group, but I'd still fuck your friends, hm

She said, boy, I love you, well, everything comes to an end, hmph

Want war come through with it, bad bitch she droolin'

I was kickin' it with Ron and them, we straight boolin'

I don't think you want it, straight fye, and it's straight coolin

She said she like waving her gun to my murder music

Her gun is pink, my shit like Nike, dare you to come and do it

You out there hidin' behind doors, you know we comin' through it

Oh, this your trap, it's filled with rats, you know we runnin' through it

Brodie told me, wake up off that Quagen, I'm so high

And I'm so, uh, I'm so, uh-huh, I'm so high

Had to go hit my plug one more time, Xanny's get me right

Your bitch, she all up in my phone, she said she wanna fight

What time is it? It's like 9 p.m., oh, yeah, we fightin' tonight

And she like all of her lil' dread heads, Rastaman, Jamaican

That two-door coupe we racing, your bitch so bad, amazing

And I've been chillin', boolin' since I took that sip of Quagen

That Xanny boy, it's sitting inside it, I don't think I'ma wake up

Hmph, you better duck, like Leo was coming

We robbin' niggas, shout out, Jose masked up, he the gunner

We take your shit, that Von be rockin', you know he the stunner

Rob, go get that minivan, pull up, we coming

Woo, skrt out, we finna burn them tires in your street

Hmph, we pull up, all of us got cups filled up with lean

Hmph, ask what's in our cup, we say that shit right there is juice

We make anything work, we got AKs in the coupe

Hmph, managin' that shit well, we still got room to shoot

Hmph, Jared, pull that blicky out, got red beans on your shoe

Hmph, everything I do is sick as fuck, I blew the flu

Hmph, rest in peace to Virgil Abloh, I heard the news

Hmph, rest in peace to Virgil Abloh, I'm missin' you

Hmph, rest in peace to Virgil Abloh, I'm still rockin' you