R.I.P. (Mashup) lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Came back hard cause you think it's a joke
Thought I fell off but I came back for more
Young Zeltron go zero below
I stay cold, that’s from head to toe
You on the pole, you on a bean
I can make a b*tch seem like I'm the dream
No fourteen, n*gga this thirteen
Got hella hoes like the state of Beijing
b*tch I'm sick like the measles
b*tch I ball like the Eagles
Y’all n*ggas looking like Sméagol
Got a lawyer and a paralegal
Free Lil Pump
Too cliche if I said "f*ck Trump"
Try one of mine, bet a n*gga get jumped
Came from the bottom I came from a swamp (with)
Alligator shoes, off the avenue
Making money day, and night, and afternoon
Went from making music tryna balance school
People called me gook and yet I made it cool
What the f*ck can you say about the n*gga Denzel Curry mane
b*tch I got it from the dirty mane
And I did it under thirty mane
Got a whole pocket full of sherbert
First, second, third verse, heard your mixtape never heard worse
n*ggas wanna con never converse
They just wanna ride a n*gga wave cause a n*gga making commerce
Denzel use too many big words
Sounds like y'all n*ggas watch big bird
Girls wanna talk but way back then like a fine fat b*tch I got big curves
You'll concur if you've been there n*gga
This ain't style, this swimwear n*gga
Everybody know that a n*gga drip hard
Got hoes begging for the skin care n*gga
Youngins wanna hate but I don't care n*gga
Old heads hate when they lose hair n*gga
Sorry but I don't compare n*gga
I can do it all, and it's not fair n*gga

[Chorus 1: Playboi Carti]
I’ma go f*ck that b*tch, I’ma go thrash that b*tch
Shawty gon' suck this di*k, shawty gon’ suck this di*k
That's a pull-up b*tch, 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 yo chain lil b*tch
I'm on Deebo lit, I’m on 'migo lit, I'm on kilo lit
I go psycho, b*tch, watch me sock yo b*tch
Watch me thrust that b*tch, then I pass that b*tch

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
n*ggas is just rapping 'cause like
Why not?
Golf boys, ayo

[Pre-Verse: Tyler, The Creator]
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this b*tch
Everybody got opinions everybody got tips
Tell them Twitter finger n*ggas they can cancel my di*k, hmm
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this hoe
Somebody tell the devil that I'm knocking at the door

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Ayo, ayo
In my mansion, n*ggas salsa dancing n*gga
n*gga smiling on me face, I'm so handsome n*gga
I was edgy, n*gga, now its Fetti
I get my backyard, oh that's the Getty
n*gga I, was in the garden couldn't fathom
It was snakes in the grass but I couldn't grab 'em
Focus on the Eve, nah focus on the green
In the trees with binoculars, looking for an Adam
Lemme tell ya, I got dreams to sell ya
Cause y'all reek of backwoods and some future failures
We was working deals, out finalizing hurdles
Y'all was out in Paris di*k riding Virgil
Hope them Insta photos keep you cool in coach
Clout yeah, oh, you out here?
Oh, you network, where your self-worth?
n*gga di*k ride 'til your neck hurt
n*gga we ok, boy better know BBK
You want war then I'm G.I. Joe
You get cooked n*gga B-B-Q
I Diplo then go MIA
Then skate off like a T.I. role
n*ggas pretend to be bosses
You signed a 360, you lost it
That's 400 for my exhaust, the mean with the walk
Now tell the Black Youth, to just be
Tell them never stop
Yeah we all moving, but you ain't gotta put us in a box
We can paint, we can draw, whatever
We can Lady Bird, we can Baby Boy
Whatever movie setting you choose
Just, just try to do better
And don't let them stretch you too thin, new leathe

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this b*tch
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe run it (run it, run it, run it)

[Chorus 1: Playboi Carti]
I'ma go f*ck that b*tch, I'ma go thrash that b*tch
Shawty gon' suck this di*k, shawty gon' suck this di*k
That's a pull-up b*tch, 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 yo chain lil b*tch
I'm on Deebo lit, I'm on 'migo lit, I'm on kilo lit
I go psycho, b*tch, watch me sock yo b*tch
Watch me thrust that b*tch, then I pass that b*tch

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this b*tch
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe run it (run it, run it, run it)

[Chorus 2: Denzel Curry]
Y'all wack as f*ck, b*tch I'm black as f*ck (f*ck)
They be asking why I'm acting up (Up)
'Cause you ain't down with us (Us)
On the bus, f*ck a bust down I'd rather bust a nut (Bust a nut)
I dont trust n*ggas talking down but wanna keep in touch (f*ck n*gga)
Yall wack as f*ck, b*tch I'm black as f*ck (f*ck)
They be asking why I'm acting up (Up)
Cause you ain't down with 'us (Us)
On the bus, f*ck a bust down I'd rather bust a nut (Bust a nut)
I don't trust n*ggas talking down but wanna keep in touch (Ugh)

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
n*ggas is just rapping 'cause like
Why not?
Golf boys, ayo

[Pre-Verse: Tyler, The Creator]
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this b*tch
Everybody got opinions everybody got tips
Tell them Twitter finger n*ggas they can cancel my di*k, hmm
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this hoe
Somebody tell the devil that I'm knocking at the door

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
666 when we bag em, hmm
Y'all don't even know about the madam, hmm
Y'all can get the packet with the atom, boom
Summer just got a lil heater, yeah
Flower Boy gold no gimmicks, I joke
And I ain't have to f*ck a Akademiks to post
No radio play like once or so
Y'all swear y'all got the keys
I play piano, stop
n*gga, I'm the ammo in the Glock
Church pants, sandals with the socks
You n*ggas done, you better get the mop
No violence, curly hair bounded at the top
No violence, ayo
Incredible with commas I, make ya stretch like Violet's mama, ay
I go Dash and handmade ones the, neck Frozone like papa's partner, say
Incredible with commas I, make ya stretch like Violet mama in
I go Dash and handmade ones the, neck Frozone like papa's partner, n*gga

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Runnin' in that b*tch
At the bottom of the b*tch
Had the doubles in the b*tch
Double O, double O, double T
I was in a meeting, f*cking with me
I ain't say nothing this off top of the dome
Shoutout Carti

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