[Verse: Febuary] We know your girl well, Ohh yeah that bitch is wildin' (Huuu) Think you young for this dawg, I'ma need some I.D (Sheesh) You boys take me back to when, I'd rats in my house (Hahaha) I look in the mirror, if I'm ever in doubt Ya'll Rappers can't make the bench How you gon' get through the draft pick Look I've Been running this shit, I got the whistle in hand I cannot get out the house, cause they look for me now And I ain't even made it My momma think that I'm famous I'm Really just going through choices [Hook: Febuary] Girl you hate when I'm gone I'll be back for long Never pick up my phone You still leave right at the tone Get a text from your ex If he talk out his neck Leave that nigga on read Yeah Leave that nigga for dead [Chorus: Febuary] They don't know what you want I'll be back for long Never pick up my phone You still leave right at the tone Get a text from your ex If he talk out his neck Leave that nigga on read Yeah Leave that nigga for dead [Verse: LJ Hills] I don't wanna hear about no ex man No, I can't promise I can be your next man But if you with it, Girl let's get it Pour some liquor, Till you feel it Might just hit it, Don't repeat it Now you all up in your feelings, uhh If you tryna hang, first you gotta meet my boys Cook it over, while me rolling loud, making noise Fif' stay with the tec, if you disrespect the set Pull up on your block, you know what's next Bodie's bout' to drop, Blood on my vest (Ayee) [Hook: Febuary] Girl you hate when I'm gone I'll be back for long Never pick up my phone You still leave right at the tone Get a text from your ex If he talk out his neck Leave that nigga on read Yeah Leave that nigga for dead [Chorus: Febuary & *LJ Hills*] They don't know what you want I'll be back for long *I'll be back for long* Never pick up my phone You still leave right at the tone *You still leave right at the tone* Get a text from your ex If he talk out his neck *If he talk out his neck* Leave that nigga on read Yeah Leave that nigga for dead [Outro] Let me talk my shit, please get off my dick What's around my neck, Custom [?] Niggas want me dead, Cause they know I'm next So I wear my vest, and I grip my tec like (Rraahh!)
Read the complete lyrics to "RIP, Pt. II" by Febuary from the album "Febuary’s Room: Season 1" in 2019. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under South Africa, R&B.
"RIP, Pt. II" is performed by Febuary. from the album "Febuary’s Room: Season 1" in 2019 This page provides the full lyric text for fans who want to sing along, study the songwriting, or compare versions across releases. Lyrks organizes lyrics by artist and song slug so you can bookmark and share a stable URL.
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