DJ Mustard - R.I.P (Remix 2) lyrics

[Hook] R.I.P we just k**ed the club Drank patron out the bottle almsot k**ed a thug Im so high I can't feel the d** Too many haters sitting here I dont feel the love R.I.P x4 R.I.P we just k**ed the club Took patron to the head almsot k**ed a thug [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] b**h say my name; Carter, Tunechi, Wayne Sunny skies, but I'mma make it rain Welcome to my life, word to my n***a Game k**in these hoes, call that a bloodbath On fire like Lloyd Banks, b**h where the Bloods at Rockin' ice, I'm skatin' Tell me why they hatin, bad b**hes worship Call me Satan, motorboatin' in the motorboat n***a that's smoke in the water, Radiohead Blow to the music, smokin' on that deep purple Know how to raise a co*k, b**h you raised on a farm? Sip so much,n***as tell me lean back like Fat Joe Body covered in tattos, call me Kid Ink b**h got a bad a**, goin' upp up and away Young Money captain, make your ship sink p**y like magic, tada [Hook] R.I.P we just k**ed the club Drank patron out the bottle almsot k**ed a thug Im so high I can't feel the d** Too many haters sitting here I dont feel the love R.I.P x4 R.I.P we just k**ed the club Took patron to the head almsot k**ed a thug [Verse 2: Tyga] n***a, what you hatin' on me for Flyer than a G4, b**h blowin like a C4 Cal legend, on a track with E4 Ho gotta a**, hee haw Bed bouncin' like a seesaw, T-Raww my kick game Me and Mustard, you n***as better catch up Dick hard as wood, Tiger Compton in the bulding, Tuga [Verse 3: E-40] Ohh, T-Raww just k**ed it Don't think y'all n***as can clench my realness I'm from the Bay, my Spike Lee's slap all day Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, super fly Cali boastin' Burnin' rubber, big pimpin' Biaytch slow down, I'm chillin in buldin' with my n***a Clyde Carson Leave with at least a nine every time fosho, can't deny my shine Smell me on the block, give you n***as a brochure [Hook] R.I.P we just k**ed the club Drank patron out the bottle almsot k**ed a thug Im so high I can't feel the d** Too many haters sitting here I dont feel the love R.I.P x4 R.I.P we just k**ed the club Took patron to the head almsot k**ed a thug [Verse 4: Young Jeezy] Young Jeezy k** the C.LU.B., R.I.P Realest n***a out, yo b**h leave gonna with me What a bummer, Hummer with the rims stop traffic Ballin, shot at the buzzer Flippin' in the kitchen, n***a I'm trappin' f** her so good it's a bad habit, yeah it's a bad habit Addin' zeros like mathmatics, n***a I'm different Word to 2 Chainz, team rollin' to the bank All my n***as laughing, kush got us oup in the rafters All my hoes ratchet, they tools b**h all on my Johnson, magic Goin' dumb in the club, n***as better go back to school Crib in uptown, garage with two Bugatti's and a Maserati Molly in the basket, every day Friday Real n***a, put yo a** in a casket Don't f** with me, R.I.P [Hook] R.I.P we just k**ed the club Drank patron out the bottle almsot k**ed a thug Im so high I can't feel the d** Too many haters sitting here I dont feel the love R.I.P x4 R.I.P we just k**ed the club Took patron to the head almsot k**ed a thug [Verse 5: KG] R.I.P to the V.I.P KG, no n***as wanna f** with me Just sold half a KG, now your b**h wanna f** with me I talk that talk, I walk the walk You wanna talk? I'll get my Glock co*ked 'fore you count to three Homie, you know me I'm on my 2 Chainz sh**, I'mma true OG [Outro: MGK] k**in' every club, R.I.P. to yo city b**h I'mma bad boy, rollin' with Diddy b**h High all the time, like Fiddy b**h Ho shut up, I'm with Jeezy b**h