RIP (Rest in p*ss) lyrics

(lyrics from snippet)

[Verse]
Play with the gang, we’ll shoot you
Play with the gang, we’ll do you too crazy
She on the c*ck in the morning, like a rooster
Give him bullets for free like a sh*tty ass booster
Look at them diamonds, a cooler, a cooler kit on the MAC, it do the fool
Pull and shoot him, hukuna matata, his family and friends is doomed
I got n*ggas in NY, I’ll boom ‘em
I got n*ggas in Chi’ like a drill
200 shots beat up that room, spin ‘til he killed
I got bond money all on deck for my n*ggas, they know how it is
I got baguettes all on my neck for the times I ain’t have sh*t
Prada boots, they look like space boots from when I ain’t have kicks
Shh, n*gga, this b*tch got a switch, might not be able to dip
Shh, n*gga, that n*gga ain’t nеver did sh*t, so who is he talkin’ ‘bout licks?
Shh, n*gga, once hе gone, I just might say, “R.I.P”
But that mean, “Rest in p*ss”, it don’t mean sh*t
b*tch, it don’t mean a thing
I’m at the top, the top of the mountain, that Topkid sh*t what I bang
b*tch, eat the di*k, don’t be lazy
She can’t have my baby, she crazy
She say I won’t get to bangin’
I say, “Send the ops over here, make me”
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Play with the gang, we’ll shoot you
Play with the gang, we’ll do you too crazy
She on the c*ck in the morning, like a rooster
Give him bullets for free like a sh*tty ass booster
Look at them diamonds, a cooler, a cooler kit on the MAC, it do the fool
Pull and shoot him, hukuna matata, his family and friends is doomed
I got n*ggas in NY, I’ll boom ‘em
I got n*ggas in Chi’ like a drill
200 shots beat up that room, spin ‘til he killed
I got bond money all on deck for my n*ggas, they know how it is
I got baguettes all on my neck for the times I ain’t have sh*t