R.I.P. lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
I'ma go f*ck that b*tch (Yeah), I'ma go thrash that b*tch (Yeah)
Shawty gon' suck this di*k (Yeah), shawty gon' suck this di*k (Yeah)
That's a pull-up b*tch (Yeah), don't make me pull up, b*tch
I smash that thot, then pull out, b*tch, might push to Flacko sh*t
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' b*tch
I'm on Deebo lit (Yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (Yeah), I'm on kilo lit (Yeah)
I go psycho, b*tch, watch me sock your b*tch
Watch me thrash that b*tch, then I pass that b*tch

[Verse 1]
Cop the Prada, b*tch, get one for the zip
Got that Prada bag (Yeah), got one for my b*tch (Yeah)
Lil' boy hit like blitz (Yeah), lil' boy, this my b*tch (Yeah)
Got me mad as sh*t (Yeah), so I slapped the b*tch (Yeah)
I ain't even hop in the coupe (Yeah), your b*tch gon' star at the clique (Yeah)
I ain't even f*ckin' this thot, yeah, the b*tch gotta start with the clique, yeah
All of my diamonds they flawless, all of my diamonds legit (Yeah)
All of these diamonds, they costin' (Slatt, hold up)
Slatt, move like a boss, slatt, move like a boss
I get that dope, kilo, yeah, come f*ck with the boss (Yeah)
Smokin' that gas, diesel, yeah, smoke like a boss, yeah
She throwin' it back like a Frisbee, yeah, hit like a boss (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I'ma go f*ck that b*tch (Yeah), I'ma go thrash that b*tch (Yeah)
Shawty gon' suck this di*k (Yeah), shawty gon' suck this di*k (Yeah)
That's a pull-up b*tch (Yeah), don't make me pull up, b*tch
I smash that thot, then pull out, b*tch, might push to Flacko sh*t
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' b*tch
I'm on Deebo lit (Yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (Yeah), I'm on kilo lit (Yeah)
I go psycho, b*tch, watch me sock your b*tch
Watch me thrash that b*tch, then I pass that b*tch

[Verse 2]
I'm with my dawgs, fight with my dawgs, yeah, shoot with my dawgs, yeah
I want your thot, I want your broad, yeah, she all on my lot
Countin' the knots, all of my ghosts, yeah, head to the loft
I got a strap all on my di*k, ain't hittin' it raw
I just left Elliot, Prada bag, ooh, it holdin' the knots, ooh
I got a b*tch, Rihanna bad, ooh, the b*tch got a box
f*ck that mumblin' sh*t (Yeah), f*ck that mumblin' sh*t (Yeah)
Bought a crib for my mama off that mumblin' sh*t (Yeah)
Made a mil' off that, uh, off that mumblin' sh*t
Made a mil' off that, uh, off that mumblin' sh*t (Yeah)
Bought a crib for mama off that mumblin' sh*t (What?)
f*ck that ho, VH1, big ass booty b*tch (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I'ma go f*ck that b*tch (Yeah), I'ma go thrash that b*tch (Yeah)
Shawty gon' suck this di*k (Yeah), shawty gon' suck this di*k (Yeah)
That's a pull-up b*tch (Yeah), don't make me pull up, b*tch
I smash that thot, then pull out, b*tch, might push to Flacko sh*t
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' b*tch
I'm on Deebo lit (Yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (Yeah), I'm on kilo lit (Yeah)
I go psycho, b*tch, watch me sock your b*tch
Watch me thrash that b*tch, then I pass that b*tch