Rippin' Ass ft. Boom 17 Lyrics

I'm ripping ass in the back of Ben Smith's class

Never slow down, bitch, you know I move fast, fast

Gotta stay focused, gotta get to the cash, cash

Me and Random Cow throw it back for some Who-Hash

Rip out my hair, even if I mean eyelash

Clothes way too big yeah call me Billie Eilish

Cuz you know with whatever i wear I'm that bitch

Wait shit I mean I'm him, yeah wait bitch, hold up I'm him

I can go 30 just to a 60

I can move faster, go up to 150

I can move up, I can't never slow down

I'ma paint your fucking face like a clown

We starting riots in your whole damn town

We starting riots and fights undeground

Make your eardrums pop when you hear our sound

I spin the block, gotta pull out my blick

Cuz i am a match and bitch my fuse is lit

Then i smoke an opp pack cuz that boy is gone

I am so lethal. Snatch that chain if i want

Can rap forever cuz my lungs be long

Was just in studio, did 24 song

Delay the tape if they want leak my song

Bitch, you know I'm back in black

Bitch, I'm tweaking like it's crack

You know I'm lethal, like I am a weapon

So I would listen, that's my suggestion

Turn on the TV and see my face

But you'll be blinded like it's mace

You know I'm winning if this is a race

God that blessed me, better say grace

I blow up the lab in chemistry

All my fault, that's my bad, B

Boosierre wanna know what happened

But you know I'm big, big cappin'

He said, I'll be out for days

So I beamed his ass with gamma rays

Molded like it's clays, lil seco is the craze

Beat you at your own damn game

And won't stop till achieve fame

With a lovely fucking dame

But all these hoes just be the same

999, it's Juice again

While I'm singing Purple Rain

R.S. randomly, I'm sinning

My first album is still winning

And when I'm straight dissing

I know I got them all pissing

Fearing for they fucking lives

Say the word "Yuck", he looks alive

Then they say he won the beef

Well if that's true, I won the war

I'm about to Chief Keef and bang, bang right on his door

Then after I make him leave

I'll bang, bang right on his whore

Then I'll go in on some more

They say that he's cool

But I made him leave the school

Utter the word "homecoming"

And you know his ass is through

And I ain't bluffing, it's just what I got to do

I'ma turn you all my bitches

Rubbin on you with my tool

What a fucking waste of time

You should've lifted off your crime

Thought the roles had shifted

Bet you were still sublime

Sorry guess you ain't gifted, like me when I pull out my 9

Bitch