RIP VIRGIL

Lyrics

[Intro] Let's get it Uh, huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh [Chorus] Ride 'round town with a mask so they can't see my face (I'm racin') I gave him a L, I hit him with that K (This that K shit) They gon' rub you wrong but just stay abrasive R.I.P. to Virgil, my shirt in quotations Just a young nigga from the west side I don't know them boys, they pi I don't care if she got mileage, I'll drive her off the lot I think this bitch off molly, you sweatin' a awful lot And this money stay beside me, I give it all my time [Verse 1] I put one hundred inside of the car Told her I'm dark but she want a star I had to ghost 'cause you want a lot How many bitches can fill up my spot? I let it drip out the top like a pot Hit up the plug, I need supply I hate the way that I'm feelin' at times She told me, "Fuck me and look in my eyes" Wake up and find the right time to do crime [Chorus] Ride 'round town with a mask so they can't see my face (I'm racin') I gave him a L, I hit him with that K (This that K shit) They gon' rub you wrong but just stay abrasive R.I.P. to Virgil, my shirt in quotations Just a young nigga from the west side I don't know them boys, they pi I don't care if she got mileage, I'll drive her off the lot I think this bitch off molly, you sweatin' a awful lot And this money stay beside me, I give it all my time [Verse 2] Bitch, super geeked, I don't know what I'm on I put my lil' heart inside of these songs No, I'm not perfect, I know when I'm wrong Broke yo' lil' heart, hope it hurt to the bone Go get her back, I ain't comin' back home Easy, baby, you know I'm a pleaser I swiped the ho like a Visa We doin' telekinesis No, I can't do your lil' feature You fired, go watch from the bleachers These labels, they just tryna leech me No intercepting your teases Tryna cut my stock to pieces Never, I'm comin' with a vendetta They gotta kill me, they better 'Cause I ain't decidin' whatever [Chorus] Ride 'round town with a mask so they can't see my face (I'm racin') I gave him a L, I hit him with that K (This that K shit) They gon' rub you wrong but just stay abrasive R.I.P. to Virgil, my shirt in quotations Just a young nigga from the west side I don't know them boys, they pi I don't care if she got mileage, I'll drive her off the lot I think this bitch off molly, you sweatin' a awful lot And this money stay beside me, I give it all my time