R.I.P. lyrics

[Intro: Brooke Candy]
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Brooke Candy]
I got a few bad b*tches and they loyal to me
Take a bullet for your mama, take a punch to the cheek
My b*tches expensive, your b*tches is cheap
I get my b*tches tiaras, yeah, they so royal to me
You can give me and my b*tches cunnilingus, yeah
Don't be a scaredy-cat, use more than two fingers, yeah
If you wanna get me off, use a Jesus cross
pus*y holy, pus*y God, suck the clit and get lost

[Pre-Chorus: Brooke Candy]
Put respect on my check
R.I.P. when we sex
Make it rain, make it wet
This is solo, no duet

[Chorus: Ashnikko]
R.I.P., R.I.P.
R.I.P., R.I.P.
R.I.P. to me and all of my friends
R.I.P. to me and all of my friends
R.I.P., R.I.P.
[Verse 2: Brooke Candy]
Eat my pus*y at my funeral
Eulogy into my booty hole
Pay your respect, I'm the priestess of sl*ts (That's right)
Look at my neck, diamond, p*nis, and nuts
Me and Satan are besties, my plot in Hell is secured (Rrah)
I'm cozy in the flamin' pits, a b*tch should be scared
Throw bouquets my way, watch my body decay
Six feet under I stay, so go sh*t and p*ss on my grave (Do it)

[Pre-Chorus: Brooke Candy]
Put respect on my check
R.I.P. when we sex
Make it rain, make it wet
This is solo, no duet

[Chorus: Ashnikko]
R.I.P., R.I.P.
R.I.P., R.I.P.
R.I.P. to me and all of my friends
R.I.P. to me and all of my friends
R.I.P., R.I.P.

[Verse 3: Ashnikko]
Little demon debutante, tiara made of blood
Oh, how she likes to make believe that she knows how to love
Diva diabolical, she's just havin' fun
She eats him with her pus*y teeth right after she c*ms
It's a three-course dinner, man, meat, soup, salad
Baby, she's a winner, drinkin' blood from a chalice
Our sweet darlin' baby girl, what did she become?
Forever reigning queen of the creepy b*tches club
[Pre-Chorus: Brooke Candy]
Put respect on my check
R.I.P. when we sex
Make it rain, make it wet
This is solo, no duet

[Chorus: Ashnikko]
R.I.P., R.I.P.
R.I.P., R.I.P.
R.I.P. to me and all of my friends
R.I.P. to me and all of my friends
R.I.P., R.I.P.