RIP Roach - XXXTentacion, Ski Mask The Slump God

Cocaine for my breakfast

Hold that pistol, ambidextrous

Pussy boy talk reckless

He might end up on a stretcher

Fuck with my set

You get wet, like a pussy

Sauce, what I spilled

On my kilt, she need milk

XXX on a kill streak

You pussy niggas Rice Krispie, yeah

Fuck a white bitch on the sixth week

Six stars like GTA kill me

It’s more money I’m getting

If a nigga try to take, wig splitting them

Shouts out to my zoe they killed my VRO

So bitch, pull up now

I’m like

Mama raised a soldier, not a bitch not a bitch, yuh!

Mama raised a soldier, not a bitch not a bitch, yuh!

Mama raised a soldier, not a bitch not a bitch, yuh!

Mama raised a soldier, not a bitch not a bitch, yuh!

Mama raised a soldier, not a bitch not a bitch, yuh!

R.I.P.

my Zoe, R.I.P.

my Zoe

R.I.P.

Zoe, R.I.P.

my Zoe

R.I.P.

Zoe, R.I.P.

my Zoe

R.I.P my soul

My who?

hahahaha bitch

I got my Andy Capp’s on this bitch

I’m about to sip this motherfuckin' water

Oh that’s not even water, I stole that boy’s shit

Ay, came from the dirt you can’t hit my purp

Said my diamonds wetter than some sweat, absurd

Gold up on my wrist is looking sunny, Big Bird

Hit 'em with the hit 'em with the numbers like a nerd

Ayy let’s slide sixth wall, I’m tied

Call my pockets knotty cause they sloppy, oh my

I could be Xzibit, might pimp my ride

Wet pleasure rather pay the Rafs, like Christ

Hit my bitch like Bruno

Get a bitch wet no Juno

Put it in her mouth like Uno

Chest all polo like «Kudos!»

Dog ass nigga like Cujo

Face card bad who you know?

She all wet like fructose

Diamonds on like they cheat codes