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SEND HELP
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[Verse 1]
I know these **** gettin' tired of sayin' R.I.P.
I got trucks on the West, I got cars out East
Wear a vest next time, it won't help none
I could fuck a **** mama, now he stepson (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Ayy, get the rest of 'em
Out of four, ****, five fuckin'
Probably on field with like nine buttons
I'll show **** how to shine
(Who you with?) I'm with the **** who'll slide
Y'all was just laughin' on the 'Gram, now y'all cryin'
Send help
Probably the same way that Tank felt
I don't feel sympathy for a **** who ain't with me
Shoot his ass 'til he can't breathe
I know some **** who was bein' cheap
I got a ten, got a nine, got a **** who'll do it just for six G's
I know you **** gettin' tired of sayin' R.I.P.
Big H's over 4s, I'm so ORG
I got ARPs on ice
****, and I still got a Wock' pint
Best advice I ever took, Dugg, was stop fightin'
Kill ****, I promise I don't feel ****
This for the ones who was in the field literally
For the ones who done had to kill literally
Dugg, you too big, naw, ****, this the bigger me
Don't let me catch you braggin' 'bout some shit you did with me
I keep a G with me, everything free with me
Still gon' hit a bad bitch, bae, you ain't gotta be with me
Hit squad waitin' by the phone, y'all serious?
Who the ones on the East? I need to hear it (4s)
Who the ones on the East? I need to know, young
Binary or the switch? Bring both of 'em
You was close to him? ****, I can get you close to him
R.I.P. Tay, we tryna send 'em both to you
I know you **** gettin' tired of sayin' R.I.P.
I'd rather get well soon, bitch, than R.I.P.
I'd rather hear you got a dime, bitch, than R.I.P.
I ain't good out the car, I'd rather get on feet
I'm with the walk-downs, step and catch one, stretch
Be surprised how this shit'll get for neph
We givin' out belts all summer
****, on my motherfuckin' mama
[Outro]
I know you **** gettin' tired of sayin' R.I.P.
I keep a young bitch who scam, we need all IDs
I got an old bitch who cook for me
I'll pull up with that pen, write a book for me
Probably don't feel this 'cause you ain't never took nothin'
I better not see a— all year (Bitch)
Bitch, I better not see a flag all year (****)
Naw, for real
I know you **** gettin' tired of sayin' R.I.P.
Free the motherfuckin' boys
Written by: Dion Hayes, Keanen Self, Martin McCurtis

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