Текст песни Rippin' - Yvncc

Do you in, folk tote F&N
We gon' hit that man
Fuck a bend, you want answers?
Nuh uh, we ain't tellin' them
Once again, I be rippin' it
Give fuck 'bout yo' friend
Do what you can, fuckin' with me, man
I don't recommend that
Cuzzo, where yo' bread at?
Yo' Glocky got the red cap
Boy do not want this static
Mothafucka, I been said that
Woadie get yo' head crack
Done with 'em, I'ma head back
My partner packin' that lead fat
And it's a lotta dead rats
Jumpin' in the slump
Hoes be off of the bump
Brandishin' in a func'
Them mothafuckas gon' dump
Big dirty in the trunk
Gettin' them bullets crunk
I'm settin' up the fuckin' shop
On the first of the month
I don't play with these rap boys
Nuh uh, yo' ass not an artist
If you was really doin' that shit
I wouldn't fuck with you regardless
You plateau, where they go
Talkin' 'bout how they the hardest
Man, I ain't hearing yo' ass
And I'm happy 'bout that

I don't do this rappin', and we untouchable
Look out, you gon' drop soon as yo' ass get comfortable
I could work them big patties off a Lunchable
And trust me, I'm just pullin' up for the money roll
I don't do this rappin', and we untouchable
Look out, you gon' drop soon as yo' ass get comfortable
I could work them big patties off a Lunchable
And trust me, I'm just pullin' up for the money roll