#ripbozo (cypher)

[Chorus: Caponeti]
I-I-I heard that he's pissed off, he can cry about it
He talking shit 'bout me, you don't wanna die about it
And that bitch think he tough, think he got power
Bitch put the phone down, g-go take a shower
We can't have a problem unless it's I-R-L
Right now I'm 'bout to book a flight like I might as well
Bitch fuck yo dead homie, brand new pack, new smell
And y'all used to be in VC, damn, oh well
Like RIP (RIP bitch)
RIP bitch (RIP bitch)
RIP bitch (RIP bitch)
RIP bitch, RIP dumb bitch
[Verse 2: Novastein]
Why you talkin' on my name? You can hold my dick
I don't care about your dead, they can rest in piss
Yeah, I'm counting up the bread, you can't get like this
In the VC with Caponeti, that's my evil twin
I got kt in this pack
Last nigga triеd to doxx me, now we found out wherе he at
We know where you stay, we not playing games
Pop out with the AR or the Glock, we let it bang
[Verse 3: Goony]
RIP to my opps, 'cause they all fucking dead
I got gas in my blunt so we smoking 'til the end
Yeah, I don't need no friends, and my brothers in a Benz
I'm with Cap, we gon' win, yeah, this shit will never end


[Verse 4: p3rk]
Tried to run up on me, told him he can rest in peace
I just stack up on my racks and I smoke up on my green
Better not catch you saying shit about me if you do not mean it
He said he gon' bring me down, I tore him into pieces
[Verse 5: Yung Keeta]
Choppa with extensions
Heard he made a diss, he just playin' for attention
So down bad, tryna get up in my mentions
All up on my Johnny, she got evil intentions
[?] down, underground, but we goin' up
I don't even know you baby girl, like why you showin' love?
Baby won't you stay for a minute? Bands runnin' up
I be in the cut, I'm with Cap, said we goin' dumb
[Verse 6: S1dia]
Y-y-yeah, word to my Timbs, yeah, I'm goin' up
Got two twin choppas on me and they goin' dumb
I got all of your exes in my DMs and they showin' love
She want my heart, I finesse and then I dip, yeah, I'm going ghost
She got me blocked, yeah, she mad at me
Talkin' down, we gon' slide up with the 223s
With my hounds, yeah, we barkin' up your tree
Blowing up your block with the RPG
She got me blocked, yeah, she mad at me
Talkin' down, take you down easy like ABC
With my hounds, yeah, we barkin' up your tree
Blowing up your block with the RPG


[Verse 7: Baby9]
I don't need a gun, put his name in my death note
Heard he talking shit, now he rest in piss, bozo
Fvtal in the back fully loaded, we on go mode
Fucking with hellbound, he know that's a no-no
[Verse 8: Fvtal]
That's a no-no, new pack in the air, we gon' smoke more
But it's all in my head, it's not my fault
It's all in my head, oh my God, oh my God
Don't talk if you don't even do shit
[?], yeah, we rollin' with ruthless
Me and the boys [?], I thought that you knew this
[?]
[Verse 9: Terastic]
I'm about to show you how [?]
For this, we got five, better run
Oh she's sad, how is [?] we gon' find you
[?] sound [?] this is dope
[?] crazy
That will [?] and she's one of my favourite
[?]
[?] you can't save me
[Verse 10: Eleven Thirteen]
I don't really know, I'm a body you just take me
I just been on your block, [?]
Yeah, I think I know everybody will [?]
[?] and everybody is complaining
[?] out my needs [?]
[?] myself, I had no one calling me, you [?]
[?]
[?] do it again
You said you don't wanna talk, I'm your fucking friend
30 hundred bullets, bozo, and they were in the end


[Verse 11: Seph]
Bag on me
Talk on me
You is stupid
R.i.p
Feeling like a v.i.p
Going ruthless
Down bad
Everybody wanna talk a lot
Playing with my heart
They all want a feat but id rather not
Kill a bitch boy in a parking lot
[Verse 12: Viizzi]
Pull up with the team and we ripping up ur stomach
No I'm not a crip but I'm counting up my hundreds
Got the double barrel and it's tucked in my jacket
Run up outta ammo then I'm pulling out the hatchet
Head shot hit him with this drake make his mofucking bedrock
Caught him on the corner knocking off his dreadlocks
And I got dead ops watch as I send shots
[Verse 13: Jahhlu]
[?]
Mine is the [?] being in [?]
I got drops on the space
I got a glocky, give a dick
[?] got my benz
One shot, now you finish
Pissed down, I don't give a shit
[?]
Go track, go track, go track
Go track, go track, go track
Go track, go track, go track
Go track, go track, go track
[Chorus: Caponeti]
I-I-I heard that he's pissed off, he can cry about it
He talking shit bout me, you don't wanna die about it
And that bitch think he tough, think he got power
Bitch put the phone down, g-go take a shower
We can't have a problem unless it's I-R-L
Right now im bout to book a flight like I might as well, bitch fuck yo dead
Homie brand new pack new smell
And yall used to be in vc damn oh well
Like rip
(rip bitch)
Rip bitch
(rip bitch)
Rip bitch
(rip bitch)
Rip bitch
Rip dumb bitch