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RIP Harambe
Hip-Hop/Rap
RIP Harambe was released on February 9, 2024 by TP Black Mobb LLC, SOE, Guch Dynasty Records as a part of the album Where's Biscy?
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Release DateFebruary 9, 2024
LabelTP Black Mobb LLC, SOE, Guch Dynasty Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malkiytsedeq Jacob Wofford
Malkiytsedeq Jacob Wofford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnathan "12GAGE" Ashton
Johnathan "12GAGE" Ashton
Producer
Arcadia Studios
Arcadia Studios
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, I'm back, ****, I'm hopin' you can stomach that
They said Where's Biscy
He here
I just pulled up to the studio
Cross the track behind the back, then pass it like Rubio
Lil' freaky bitch want me to put it in her
Oh God, just want the head no bob
She was a nine, now she a five, cause she ain't do her job
I'm a gorilla in a fuckin' coupe
Call me Grodd and R.I.P. Harambe
For you, we risin', Andre
3K in Benji's Andre
Might bring the drum in Andre
Oh, let's do it, watch us flock it out the Buick Enclave
Bro told me, lift my seat up
Because I ain't that tall
I'm sittin' like I ball
You want them gone, know it's official
If I make that call
Up out that space, I crawl
They won't have your back at all
Like you took somebody else's pet
No, that ain't your dog
And that's what it be, and what it is
Don't care about what you would've did
Free Palestine and save the kids
We all done seen them crazy vids
No purpose in these bitches' lives
They only live to go to Liv
Then create madness, watch they stir up
Get you robbed, for yo mink
Make a **** give his fur up
My dog sip so much lean
I done seen him cough syrup
Corey Joseph in the game, I'm bout to hit
Steve Kerr up , like, take him out
He shootin' bricks, that **** off
I done went from L.A. to the D, like I'm Jared Goff
**** always wolfin', think they tough
From the way they talk
Let me check my scouter, beep, beep, beep
Yeah, that **** soft
We can never get along
He perpin', we can't be the same
Stop wearin' my jewelry
Give a fuck about a watch and chain
Detached them from my neck and wrist
Attach a Milli to my name
Big amount, that shit enroute
We gettin' out
My white boy came to shoot somethin' Kyle Ritten, oh, God
Just want the head no Bob
She was a nine, now she a five
Cause she ain't do her job
I'm a gorilla in a fuckin' coupe
Call me Grodd
R.I.P. to J. Hayes
R.I.P. to Stacks
R.I.P. to Meeche
Wish I could bring y'all back
R.I.P. to CJ
And R.I.P. Harambe
She makin' bacon, had to tell her
Nah that shit haram bae
Yeah, that shit haram bae
Oh, God
Just want the head no Bob
She was a nine, now she a five
Cause she ain't do her job
I'm a gorilla in a fuckin' coupe
Call me Grodd
And R.I.P. Harambe
R.I.P. Harambe
And R.I.P. Harambe
Ayy, man, we sendin' a **** up about you
R.I.P. Harambe, ****
R.I.P. my ****
Let's get it
R.I.P. my family
We in this bitch
For you, we risin
Andre
Told these **** I was back
She was a nine, now she a five
Cause she ain't do her job
I'm a gorilla in a fuckin' coupe
Call me Grodd
R.I.P Harambe
R.I.P Harambe
Written by: Malkiytsedeq Jacob Wofford
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