RIPSTICK! Lyrics

Uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Uh, uh, uh

Uh huh, yeah

Tell that little boy I got a violent tick

I got a hand that twitch

I got a violet lipped bitch

Skate on his block like a ripstick

She see my dick and she treat it like lipstick uh

I got a lot in my bag of tricks

Roll that boy up like he cannabis

When I make a song I swear I cannot miss

Make a bitch melt with my handsome grin

Have a bitch locked before I even hit

Pretty little thing sipping juice and gin

She talk to me nice but she rude to men

I'd be a fool to give it up

Who ain't big enough

They all act like I ain't go and give enough

All on my, all on my, own aye

Calling my, calling my, phone aye

Saying look baby if you come back

I'ma let you put it all on over my face

Can't let a broke bitch get in my way

Yeah I got dope dick, baby don't play

Dodging that bullshit, saying olé

Put a hoe down call it down Snow White dick

Got a Snow White bitch with a skin tight dress

WAP in her two legs with a good tight grip

Goodnight, goodnight

Just have a little good time, good time

Look baby them bed bugs don't bite

But I got a set of gold grills that might, yeah, yeah, yeah

Homie look I never fold under pressure

I struggled and fell but I found my direction

And now I two step on my way to my section

While wearing all white like I'm walking to Heaven

Her pussy too tight so my dick left an imprint

I woke up this morning to breakfast and head

Eating her pussy that's breakfast in bed

Never backpedal on things that I said

They call me cocky but she say that they'll never stop me I let that shit get to my head

Tell me how I had her begging to top me that pussy was wet 'fore we got to the bed

She say she need me but I need her off me so I left that little bitch message on read

On to the next never looking for sex but it finds me so now I'm here fucking her friend

Yeah I'm the worst, I know this shit

Heart on my wrist it's cold as shit

She know what she observes and she looked down and said she knows it's big

Hold your lip, I don't need your two cents you let emotions get

The best of you, she neck the crew, I think I saw Change fold the bitch

Hold a rib, I cannot give, you got me fucked up, ask the kid

What he does and what he wants, you only one it's gotta get

Tiring

Baby I'm inspiring

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