Zx_ - RIP Lyrics

(Zulu, X-Ray)
(Oh my god I lost)

Killed my old self, rest in piece
(Rest in piece now rest in piece)
Money flow and bank increase
(Bank increase the bank increase)
Think I need a press release
(Press release a press release)
Bitches coming two a piece
(Two a piece come two a piece)
It go one and two (yeah)
This what I do
Three and four, bouta wipe the whole floor
Yeah, five and six, catch me rocking these kicks
Yeah, seven and eight, bitch just you wait
Yeah, yeah

(Hello)
(Oh shit, we recording this shit already)
(Alright fucking bet, let's go)
This my new year, back in new gear
Fake don't come here, bitch don't come here
This my frontier, bouta be a top tier
This my premiere, this what you wanna hear
This my new shit, this what I wanna spit
This what I'm working with, this where the beat hit
Fuck around and get lit, steps on my fit bit
Pussy's what I'm gonna get, bitch I don't wanna quit
Yeah, I go on and on again
This flow's bouta be trend
Not in the zone just as a friend
Yeah, yeah, 2020's come to pass
Get the 'Cine, fuck wearing a mask
Now come through and shake some ass

Fuck the chorus got more to say
Spit these verses any time of day
You run around like you're tryna play
But I'm better now, "This is the way"
Fuck wearing masks, that's fake as fuck
Might mess around, might cop a truck
I'm dreaming now, I got that luck
I'll have you ready like Donald Duck
I make the beats and I write the bars
Don't smoke that kush, I only smoke cigars
If you hit my line I roll out like TARs
Interstellar bitch, I only fuck with Mars
I only stop a bitch when she fucking cums
Might fuck around, might have son
Yeah I said that shit, I'm having fun
Imma take a break, this verse is done.

(Ooo, shit man you good)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah I got it)
(Aye, you wanna throw X on there)
(Hey if he's ready, X you ready)
(Yeah I'm ready)
(Aight fuck it, this verse is yours man)
Aight listen

No A-Cup bitches I only want a C
All the ladies hate, but all the boys agree
If you got a friend, we can make it three
Don't bring a man, I only want a she
Bitches form a line just to get with me
DJ Khaled in here cause I got the keys
I fuck for free, don't charge a fee
Best dick around, I can guarantee
If you think I'm funny bitch I'm not playing
If you listen close you'll get what I'm saying
I know I'm great, no point in paying
And when I fuck a bitch I go Super Sayian
I fought my mind, this battle's done
Don't compare me to him, cause bitch there's none
I'll ghost your ass, call it hit and run
I'm reloading bitch, I'm a tommy gun
Yeah nice to see you, tell me where you've been
You been hoe-ing 'round there and back again
You fucked me up, you're another sin
Cause you got no heart, fucking made of tin
No crying wolf, that's who you are
No counting sheep, only counting scars
No second chances, only second cars
Go make a wish on a shooting star

Killed my old self, rest in piece
(Rest in piece now rest in piece)
Money flow and bank increase
(Bank increase the bank increase)
Think I need a press release
(Press release a press release)
Bitches coming two a piece
(Two a piece come two a piece)
It go one and two (Yeah)
This what I do
Three and four, bouta wipe the whole floor
Yeah, five and six, catch me rocking these kicks
Yeah, seven and eight, bitch just you wait
Yeah, yeah