RIP Virgil lyrics

by

Curly Savv


[Intro]
(Did Sin make this? It sounds wavy)
(Mm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
Uh (Uh, uh)
Look (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
FN, yeah, that's my mini-me (FN on me)
Clip extended, sh*t hold fifty-three
Up it, shoot like they sh*t a facility
Said that they spinnin', boy, these n*ggas kiddin' me
[?] run it up, boy, my body different (Run it up)
Bro pop a bus, now his body twitchin'
Roll through that cut, boy, don't end up missin'
She tryna cuff, I ain't wit' the kissin' (Nah)
Uh, look, red light, green light, uh (Red light, red light)
That sh*t look like Christmas (Pow)
He couldn't dance, shots made him kickflip
[?]
Uh, he got rush (He got)
Kept talkin' and he got touched
f*ck a coffin ‘cause he got dust
Call him watch you want, but he's not us

[Verse]
Louis V mixed wit' the Virgil
You keep callin' her phone while she curve you
Mike Amiri, I don't rock Purple
Three lines of the Wock', my words start slurrin'
Pull out the Trackhawk, I get to swervin'
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
I bring the MAC out, we get to servin'
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
My vision is tinted like Harriet
I came from the struggle, not havin' sh*t
That's why I move, how I move when I'm havin' it
If you bust the wrong move, then I'm clappin' it
[?] wit' the savages
Any problems, I'm breakin' the rules
I turn up the mood and I go get the ratchet
n*ggas lackin', they play for the Lakers (Gllah, gllah)

[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, like
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, like

[Chorus]
FN, yeah, that's my mini-me (FN on me)
Clip extended, sh*t hold fifty-three
Up it, shoot like they sh*t a facility
Said that they spinnin', boy, these n*ggas kiddin' me
[?] run it up, boy, my body different
Bro pop a bus, now his body twitchin'
Roll through that cut, boy, don't end up missin'
She tryna cuff, I ain't wit' the kissin' (Nah)
Uh, look, red light, green light, uh (Red light, red light)
That sh*t look like Christmas
He couldn't dance, shots made him kickflip
[?]
Uh, he got rush (Rush)
Kept talkin' and he got touched
f*ck a coffin ‘cause he got dust (Nah)
Call him watch you want, but he's not us (Call him what you want)
[Outro]
He's not us
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