R1p Ma1 lyrics

[Intro: Hi-C]
Shikamaru, DRKSHDW, got these hoes paralyzed
Hysteric Glam make these hoes act hysterical
I was geeked up off the shroom edibles
Hit your main from the back, said my di*k so incredible (Blood, darkness, come unto me)
Rick Owens, Chrome Hearts, hell yeah, I put it on
Hoes go insane every time that they hear my song (L-L3Ft 4 D3aD mixtape)
Ran up a check just like, ready, set, go
R.I.P. Mai, I can't believe that you gone
R.I.P. to Mai, I can't beliеve that you gone
I'm gettin' high wondеrin' what the f*ck went wrong
Weird ass fan make a n*gga so uncomfortable (Massacre)
Try to reach for my chain, it's his funeral
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (There's no turning back, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Hi-C]
R.I.P. to Mai, R.I.P. Kawaii
Got my heart gettin' colder as the days go by
I would trade anything to bring 'em back to life
Livin' in a nightmare and I ain't asking why (Nightmare)
I'm a as*h*le, b*tch, no, I'm not polite
Know I'm livin' wrong 'cause ain't sh*t going right
Curved me so I'ma f*ck her friend out of spite
Young vamp n*gga, pourin' blood in the Sprite
Hellcat skrrt, rev the engine at the light
Every city that I'm in, I'm with a different vibe
I've been f*ckin' plenty hoes, all different types
Beam on the Glock, sendin' shots, so precise (Bloodbath)
Say you wanna fight, boy, you must be high
.45, red dot right between your eyes
All this swag, I'll f*ck your wife
In the back of the club, feelin' on her thighs
Shikamaru, DRKSHDW, got these hoes paralyzed
Hysteric Glam make these hoes act hysterical
I was geeked up off the shroom edibles
Hit your main from the back, said my di*k so incredible
Rick Owens, Chrome Hearts, hell yeah, I put it on
Hoes go insane every time that they hear my song
Ran up a check just like, ready, set, go
R.I.P. Mai, I can't believe that you gone
R.I.P. to Mai, I can't believe that you gone
I'm gettin' high wonderin' what the f*ck went wrong
Weird ass fan make a n*gga so uncomfortable
Try to reach for my chain, it's his funeral
[?] front row, rockstar with so many clones
I was just at Evanora crib sleepin' on the floor
Now I walk inside the mall and I got them rolls
b*tches screamin', "Hi-C," everywhere I go
Rick Owens trench coat, yeah, I do the most
Now I'm f*ckin' different hoes, yeah, coast to coast
That's your main, deep throat then drink my load
Hit your main from the back then adiós
[Verse 2: MikeBrokeasf]
I was with a hoe, tell her adiós
Said she tryna pull up, I tell her, "Vámonos"
I got a Mexican shooter, that's my vato
Damn, got a Mexican shooter, shout out Pablo
And I'm pushin' sh*t like I'm Pablo
And I'm pushin' sh*t, trap next to me
Ridin' 'round with a felony
b*tch, I'm in a AMG ridin' with a felony
Call no b*tch my b*tch, she can't know that
Walk in, feel like I'm Kodak
Oh, he talkin' big boy sh*t, we push his 'fro back
I just f*ckin' left NYC, I was tryna go back
I got a vibe in NYC, I need to go back
Walk in the party, where the smoke at?
Walked out the party drunk as f*ck, had to take a p*ss
n*gga lookin' tough, we get to takin' sh*t
I'll cook a ho up like some bacon bits
n*gga lookin' tough, we get to takin' sh*t
n*gga lookin' tough, we get to takin' sh*t
n*gga lookin' tough, we get to—
n*gga looking tough, he'll get robbed
And I'm [?] could give a f*ck 'bout a job
Really feel like f*ck a job
Livin' life like f*ck a job
Give a f*ck 'bout a job
And I'm living life like f*ck a job