Album Cover RIP Roach

RIP Roach

XXXTENTACION

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Ayy

Ayy, ayy

(Nigga, where the fuck is the...?) Ayy

Cocaine for my breakfast (what?)

Hold that pistol ambidextrous, uh (yeah, yeah)

Pussy boy talk reckless (ayy)

He might end up on a stretcher, uh (yeah, bitch)

Fuck with my set (ayy)

You get wet, like a pussy, yeah (yeah, yeah)

Sauce, what I spilled (yeah, yeah)

On my kilt, she need milk, okay, like (ayy, ayy)

XXX on a killstreak, huh (bitch)

You pussy niggas Rice Krispie, uh (what?)

Fuck a white bitch on a six-speed (yeah)

Six stars like GTA, kill me, uh (fuck)

It′s more money I'm getting (ayy)

If a nigga try to take, wig-splitting ′em (ayy)

Shouts out to my zoe, they killed my vro (yeah, yeah)

So, bitch, off rip now, I'm like- (ayy)

Mama raised a soldier (huh? Yeah)

Not no bitch, not no bitch, yeah (yeah, what?)

Mama raised a soldier (huh? Yeah)

Not no bitch, not no bitch, uh (yeah, ayy)

Mama raised a soldier (yeah, yeah)

Not no bitch, not no bitch, uh (yeah, ayy)

Mama raised a soldier (yeah, what?)

Not no bitch, not no bitch, yeah (huh)

Mama raised a soldier (huh? Yeah)

Not no bitch, not no bitch, ayy (yeah, okay, you all right?)

RIP, my zoe, ayy (yeah, uh)

RIP, my zoe, okay (uh, yeah)

RIP, my zoe, ayy (huh? Yeah)

RIP, my zoe, okay (hey, all-all right?)

RIP, my zoe, yuh (yeah, yeah)

RIP, my zoe, okay (yeah, yeah)

RIP, my soul (haha, ayy, my who?)

Yeah (rest in peace, my zoes, man)

Ayy (yeah, man)

Tide, bitch

I got my handicaps on this bitch

I'm ′bout to sip this motherfuckin′ water

That's not even water (that wa-that wasn′t water)

I stole that boy's shit

(Nigga, where the fuck is the...?) Ayy

Came from the dirt, you can′t hit my purp

Said my diamonds wetter than some sweat, absurd

Gold up on my wrist is lookin' sunny, Big Bird

Hit ′em with the, hit 'em with the numbers like a nerd

Ayy, let's slide sixth wall, I′m tied

Call my pockets knotty ′cause they sloppy, oh, my

I could be Xzibit, might pimp my ride

Wet pleasure rather pay the Rafs, like Christ

Hit my bitch like Bruno, uh

Get a bitch wet, no Juno, uh

Put it in her mouth like Uno, uh

Chest, all Polo like, "Kudos," ayy

Dog-ass nigga like Cujo, uh

Face card bad who you know, ayy

She all wet like fructose, ayy

Diamonds on like they cheat codes, ayy