Vivienne Westwood / RIP

Lyrics: Trevon O’Ryan Echols Part I
[Intro] Say what? (What? What?) EMOTIONS (EMOTIONS, nigga, what?) EMOTIONS (R.I.P. Vivi')
[Chorus] R.I.P. Vivi', I miss you, ye (Say what?) Seditionary tee (Say what?), put it on me (Say what?) Yes, I need that pussy (Pussy), then put it on me (Pussy) I need pussy (Woo-hoo), then put it on me (Woo-hoo)
[Verse 1] Me and Patrick just got pulled over (****) Me and Patrick ****in' two hoes, ride 'round [?] (What?) Pussy-ass nigga need no stylist, she in [?] I don't give a **** 'bout none of these niggas 'fore me I got older (What?) I got older, I know Im the biggest now, yeah, that what I said to my mom Told my manager, I need promethazine, I got mad guap I just boost emotion, I went up, shawty, I took off I was in a room shawty, I think you that I'm sober, but I'm not I'm tryna play my cards right on these pussy twats (What? Woo) I see my opp, I run in his house, damn, I feel like SWAT I'm smokin' this dope, I feel like they know, bitch, I'm smokin' this pot Copped my black truck, I bought that bitch and I skkrt on the lot
[Chorus] R.I.P. Vivi', I miss you, ye (Say what?) Seditionary tee (Say what?), put it on me (Say what?) Yes, I need that pussy (Pussy), then put it on me (Pussy) I need pussy (Woo-hoo), then put it on me (Woo-hoo)
[Verse 2] All the bad bitches, unite (Ayy) At the [?] with your life (Say what?) On my vamp shit, I only pop by the night Shit I'm on my Future shit with this ho, turn on the lights, yeah (Say what?) I need my shades, I cannot see (What?) Ride 'round town and I **** on this freak (What?) This lil' bitch, she cannot deceive I came for that pussy, that mother****er Rick Ain't talk 'bout the sauce put a nigga elite I got me a mil', ain't talkin' 'bout [?] (Woo-hoo) I got this shit all on my tee (Woo-hoo) I got this shit, R.I.P. Vivi' (Woo-hoo)
[Outro] R.I.P. Vivi' R.I.P. Vivi' R.I.P. Vivi' Okay What? What? What? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? What? What? What?
Part II
[Intro] (Man, it's Lil' Slaq and you ****in' with Bella, nigga) Huh, I play the Perkio thot, huh (The Perkio thot) What is the word with these opps? Woah I'm in this bitch with these opps (He's a bitch)
[Chorus] I'm in this bitch with these opps, shit (Say what?) I'm in this bitch with these Glocks (Pussy bitch) I see a brain, got a mop (Nigga gon' flick) Seein' your brain, got a mop (I don't give a ****, nigga) My OG called, got the drop (What?) My OG called, got the drop (What? Woo-hoo Bitch) Yeah (Woo-hoo), these niggas wait 'til I drop (Let's go) They ready to bite when I drop, bitch
[Verse 1] On my Boy Barbie shit, I'm pretty, these niggas ugly I had to call your bitch, shh, she wanna **** me (What? Can't get to that nigga, so I put a rat My brother, yeah, Apollo, so I bang and blood Shoutout my bitch, run about me, you takin' the risk Pull up on your bitch, I beat on that pussy, yeah I got the racks, know I can put up shit on my wrist (Ra-ra-racks) Your brother a pussy, he's got a cat, nigga gon' hiss
[Chorus] I'm in this bitch with these opps, shit (Say what?) I'm in this bitch with these Glocks (Pussy bitch) I see a brain, got a mop (Nigga gon' flick) Seein' your brain, got a mop (I don't give a ****, nigga) My OG called, got the drop (What?) My OG called, got the drop (What? Woo-hoo Bitch) Yeah (Woo-hoo), these niggas wait 'til I drop (Let's go) They ready to bite when I drop, bitch
[Verse 2] Hol' on, listen to me bro (Woo-hoo, Woo-hoo) I create real chaos, I don', boy Put dick in your bitch mouth, this bitch chockin', boy (Say what?) Talkin' crazy, talkin' 'bout you gon' do that, we don't even know that boy (You ain't know shit, you ain't know shit) Pull up to the studio, I'm fried These niggas playin' with me, I'll kill shit on murder, on fire (Say what?) On murder, on murder, on fire On murder, on murder, on fire
[Outro] On murder, on murder