[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
R.I.P it’s the remix k**er
Mike Jack was alive, I’d remix Thriller
Trap star, b**h, spell it with a big T
Give a damn if I never be a hot MC
Cause I’m a hood n***a, first on everybody’s list
Buy the whole club P, don’t f** with no Cris
That average a** watch can’t f** with my wrist
Them average a** hoes can’t f** with my b**h
To the window, to the motherf**in’ wall
Enough money in my jeans to buy a motherf**in’ mall
Got the choppas in the back, bulletproof, that’s my Hummer
R.I.P. to the competition, this is my summer
[Verse 2: Y.G.]
R.I.P I wanna k** the judge
Tryna lock the homie up, they don’t feel the thug
I’m thirsty, but I don’t give a f**
f**in’ with my ex cause I’m still in love
I can teach you how to f** and how to stack money
I ain’t went Hollywood, you just act funny
But I know you want this pipe like a crack bummy
Stop playin’, I’m tryna hit like a crash dummy
[Bridge: Y.G. + Young Jeezy]
Don’t start no sh**, it won’t be no sh**
I can’t take yo b**h if I don’t see yo b**h
We done seen that snow, Nat Geo b**h
Cancel her and get another like I’m Nino b**h
[Hook: Young Jeezy]
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just k**ed the club
Took Patrón to the head, almost k**ed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just k**ed the club
Took Patrón to the head, almost k**ed a thug
[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Turn up in b**h sh** and I’m beamin’ and sh**
Hundred hoes, hundredfold, this my season and sh**
Stomach on belly roll, b**h I’m eatin’ and sh**
You a vegan and sh**, get off my penis and sh**
Look a bad b**h, I back that b**h n***a back back
Pull it out the grab bag, turn this ho to Baghdad
Bags on my eyes, I don’t sleep much, we up
b**h I beat the beat up, the homies get you beat up
And R.I.P to p-nut, little Eric
Mausberg, 4 Bent, Compton I live that
Long hair weave with extensions
Glock 17 with extension
Bumpin’ Suga Free in the automatic dually
T.V.’s in it like it’s ’97, watch a p**no movie
Holla Chitty Chitty Bang, this is Com-Town gang
f** whoever don’t like it, lil’ K-Dot be the name, b**h
[Hook: Young Jeezy]
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just k**ed the club
Took Patrón to the head, almost k**ed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just k**ed the club
Took Patrón to the head, almost k**ed a thug
[Verse 4: Chris Brown]
R.I.P. to the V.I.P
I got my lil’ n***as in the club, f** I.D
My n***as k** at will, give you black eyed peas
And the molly make the white girl look Chinese
OHB, my n***as out here ballin’
And all these fake a** artists, y’all n***as out here drawin’
Ok now dearly departed I bought a plane, I departed
And if you started from the bottom gon’ and come out the closet
You problematic, I bought them ratchets and automatics
Clip hold 32, I make you feel the Magic
You gon’ see the flashes, like you in a pageant
All black suits, and them long Caddys
[Hook: Young Jeezy]
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just k**ed the club
Took Patrón to the head, almost k**ed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just k**ed the club
Took Patrón to the head, almost k**ed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just k**ed the club
Took Patrón to the head, almost k**ed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just k**ed the club
Took Patrón to the head, almost k**ed a thug