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Playboi Carti - R.I.P.
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Vocals
Jodeci
Jodeci
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Berg
Dylan Berg
Songwriter
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
Songwriter
Kelton Scott II
Kelton Scott II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah I'ma go fuck that bitch (yeah), I'ma go thrash that bitch (yeah) Shawty gon' suck this dick (yeah), shawty gon' suck this dick (yeah) That's a pull-up bitch (yeah), don't make me pull up, bitch I smash that thot, then pull out, bitch, might push to Flacko shit Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch I'm on Deebo lit (yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (yeah), I'm on kilo lit (yeah) I go psycho, bitch, watch me sock your bitch Watch me thrash that bitch, then I pass that bitch Cop the Prada, bitch, get one for the zip Got that Prada bag (yeah), got one for my bitch (yeah) Lil' boy hit like blitz (yeah), lil' boy, this my bitch (yeah) Got me mad as shit (yeah), so I slapped the bitch (yeah) I ain't even hop in the coupe (yeah), your bitch gon' star at the clique (yeah) I ain't even fuckin' this thot, yeah, the bitch 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 fuck 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) I'ma go fuck that bitch (yeah), I'ma go thrash that bitch (yeah) Shawty gon' suck this dick (yeah), shawty gon' suck this dick (yeah) That's a pull-up bitch (yeah), don't make me pull up, bitch I smash that thot, then pull out, bitch, might push to Flacko shit Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch I'm on Deebo lit (yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (yeah), I'm on kilo lit (yeah) I go psycho, bitch, watch me sock your bitch Watch me thrash that bitch, then I pass that bitch 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 dick, ain't hittin' it raw I just left Elliot, Prada bag, ooh, it holdin' the knots, ooh I got a bitch, Rihanna bad, ooh, the bitch got a box Fuck that mumblin' shit (yeah), fuck that mumblin' shit (yeah) Bought a crib for my mama off that mumblin' shit (yeah) Made a mil' off that, uh, off that mumblin' shit Made a mil' off that, uh, off that mumblin' shit (yeah) Bought a crib for mama off that mumblin' shit (what?) Fuck that ho, VH1, big ass booty bitch (yeah) I'ma go fuck that bitch (yeah), I'ma go thrash that bitch (yeah) Shawty gon' suck this dick (yeah), shawty gon' suck this dick (yeah) That's a pull-up bitch (yeah), don't make me pull up, bitch I smash that thot, then pull out, bitch, might push to Flacko shit Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch I'm on Deebo lit (yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (yeah), I'm on kilo lit (yeah) I go psycho, bitch, watch me sock your bitch Watch me thrash that bitch, then I pass that bitch
Writer(s): Larry Troutman, Roger Troutman, Reginald Devell Moore, Jordan Timothy Jenks, Donald Earle Jr. Degrate, Jordan Carter, Shirley Murdock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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