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RIP SHIT Video (MV)




Performed By: Shiyah
Language: English
Length: 3:46
Written by: Janiyah Hollins




Shiyah - RIP SHIT Lyrics




I done gave y'all enough time bro, it's time to make a return
I'm finna give y'all hell all summer 2024
On foe nem grave
Shiyah be poppin' out trim , pass me the ball, I'ma score in the rim

Me and my brother be standing on biz, we both got dreads so they calling us twin
How you a Muslim but you calling pigs
9 out of 10 making funds at the gig, and your bitch looking, she look like a 10
I just might hit her and hit her again
Yeaaaa I just might hit her and hit her again
I don't got friends, I be out with the fam
Me and my sister like Gina and Pam
She with what I'm with, we ain't giving a damn
I can't wait to put my mom in a lamb,

You felt the breeze it didn't feel like a fan, how you want smoke we blew twice and you ran

We shot at your shit, you ain't retaliate once
We told ya'll to chill, we from da chi so we pulled out the gun
Let's go to Kenwood, I need the liquor, I'm tryna get drunk Ri'kyra my dawg, when I get the bag just know she gone come

I'm not a momma but you say I'm lyin , I merch on my son
I hate a groupie, the niggas I be with, they really be cuz
If you f*ck with me, your momma nem they gone be outside with doves
Damn shiyah be f*cking with thugs and just for me they put you in a blunt
On the same shit, run it up, only got one Glock nigga need another gun

You ain't heard about shiyah I'm on another un, Love my bitch do that make me a lover girl
Rest in peace to the gang, it's still your world
F*ck with me, you get did just like ol girl
Damn, got ha ass whooped on my birthday

Get in my face and get did in the worst way
Step on the gas, I ain't stopping, can't do it
If you with me and you tough, better prove it
Walking around like you king and you ruling shit

But in real life, you ain't P, you a loser
Pop out with bro nem , they got like a hundred sticks
Throw me like two, they like, Shiyah, we doing it
I'm damn for real, they like, yeah, we get to it

Poppin the X, cuz that shit get em boosted
Roll me a wood cause you know how I do it
Don't fall in love I ain't Cupid you stupid, bitches be hoeing ion care bout you proving, cus I do too i ain't trusting you goofy
I be on the same shit

Rolling woods so high, I'm finna face shit
Bape shirt, bape shoes, bathing ape fit
I'm standing on biz, you on the same shit
You a lame bitch

Run it up, run it up
Get you a bag and don't try to be cuddled up
Fight like a nigga, grew up with the boys
So you see me, you know what's up

I can't wait to send my granny a million and take all the stress from her, Annie
Look at me now and again when I'm rich and it's gonna be a better us
I'm high as hell, I ain't even gonna lie
Like, I'm overly fried in this bitch

And I can't stop rapping like I been rapping for 2 days straight
Who the f*ck be rapping for two days straight
Me
Shiyah be dolo when I get so high, everything it be be slo-mo

Crossin' the line, disrespect one of mine, I can't f*ck with you no more
Say you want beef, but you a vegan
Sound like a no-go, uh uh
Cause you gon' see your white meat

They pistol-whipped you and they made you bleed
Get my first meal (mil), I promise I'ma feed you
Just hold me down, I promise I won't leave you
My bitch bad everything she wear see-through

Poppin' out fly, they, aight, I see you
Last summer was a breeze, this a redo
I'ma do what I can if I need to
It's gon' get critical if it's lethal

Your career not in acting, just be you
Don't give a f*ck if you leave, I don't need you
Hop in the whip when my bro, say, let's ride
Uppin the blick when my bro, say, it's time, We hopping on the Dan Ryan and he flyin

12 can't see us
Bitch
Uppin the blick, shoot you in your shit, and we dippin quick
Step on the gas, I ain't stoppin', can't do it

If you with me and you tough, better prove it
Walkin' around like you king and you ruling shit
But in real life, you ain't P, you a loser

Pop out with bro nem they got like a hundred sticks, throw me like 2 they like shiyah we doing I'm, damn for real, they like, yeah we get to it
Pop in the X cuz, that shit, get em' boosted
Roll me a wood, cause you know how I do it
Don't fall in love, I ain't Cupid, you stupid

Bitches be hoeing, I don't care about you proving
Cause I do too
I ain't trusting you, goofy
I be on the same shit

Rollin' woods so high, I'm finna face shit
Bape shirt, bape shoes, bathing ape fit
I'm standing on biz, you on the same shit
You a lame bitch
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I done gave y'all enough time bro, it's time to make a return
I'm finna give y'all hell all summer 2024
On foe nem grave
Shiyah be poppin' out trim , pass me the ball, I'ma score in the rim

Me and my brother be standing on biz, we both got dreads so they calling us twin
How you a Muslim but you calling pigs
9 out of 10 making funds at the gig, and your bitch looking, she look like a 10
I just might hit her and hit her again
Yeaaaa I just might hit her and hit her again
I don't got friends, I be out with the fam
Me and my sister like Gina and Pam
She with what I'm with, we ain't giving a damn
I can't wait to put my mom in a lamb,

You felt the breeze it didn't feel like a fan, how you want smoke we blew twice and you ran

We shot at your shit, you ain't retaliate once
We told ya'll to chill, we from da chi so we pulled out the gun
Let's go to Kenwood, I need the liquor, I'm tryna get drunk Ri'kyra my dawg, when I get the bag just know she gone come

I'm not a momma but you say I'm lyin , I merch on my son
I hate a groupie, the niggas I be with, they really be cuz
If you f*ck with me, your momma nem they gone be outside with doves
Damn shiyah be f*cking with thugs and just for me they put you in a blunt
On the same shit, run it up, only got one Glock nigga need another gun

You ain't heard about shiyah I'm on another un, Love my bitch do that make me a lover girl
Rest in peace to the gang, it's still your world
F*ck with me, you get did just like ol girl
Damn, got ha ass whooped on my birthday

Get in my face and get did in the worst way
Step on the gas, I ain't stopping, can't do it
If you with me and you tough, better prove it
Walking around like you king and you ruling shit

But in real life, you ain't P, you a loser
Pop out with bro nem , they got like a hundred sticks
Throw me like two, they like, Shiyah, we doing it
I'm damn for real, they like, yeah, we get to it

Poppin the X, cuz that shit get em boosted
Roll me a wood cause you know how I do it
Don't fall in love I ain't Cupid you stupid, bitches be hoeing ion care bout you proving, cus I do too i ain't trusting you goofy
I be on the same shit

Rolling woods so high, I'm finna face shit
Bape shirt, bape shoes, bathing ape fit
I'm standing on biz, you on the same shit
You a lame bitch

Run it up, run it up
Get you a bag and don't try to be cuddled up
Fight like a nigga, grew up with the boys
So you see me, you know what's up

I can't wait to send my granny a million and take all the stress from her, Annie
Look at me now and again when I'm rich and it's gonna be a better us
I'm high as hell, I ain't even gonna lie
Like, I'm overly fried in this bitch

And I can't stop rapping like I been rapping for 2 days straight
Who the f*ck be rapping for two days straight
Me
Shiyah be dolo when I get so high, everything it be be slo-mo

Crossin' the line, disrespect one of mine, I can't f*ck with you no more
Say you want beef, but you a vegan
Sound like a no-go, uh uh
Cause you gon' see your white meat

They pistol-whipped you and they made you bleed
Get my first meal (mil), I promise I'ma feed you
Just hold me down, I promise I won't leave you
My bitch bad everything she wear see-through

Poppin' out fly, they, aight, I see you
Last summer was a breeze, this a redo
I'ma do what I can if I need to
It's gon' get critical if it's lethal

Your career not in acting, just be you
Don't give a f*ck if you leave, I don't need you
Hop in the whip when my bro, say, let's ride
Uppin the blick when my bro, say, it's time, We hopping on the Dan Ryan and he flyin

12 can't see us
Bitch
Uppin the blick, shoot you in your shit, and we dippin quick
Step on the gas, I ain't stoppin', can't do it

If you with me and you tough, better prove it
Walkin' around like you king and you ruling shit
But in real life, you ain't P, you a loser

Pop out with bro nem they got like a hundred sticks, throw me like 2 they like shiyah we doing I'm, damn for real, they like, yeah we get to it
Pop in the X cuz, that shit, get em' boosted
Roll me a wood, cause you know how I do it
Don't fall in love, I ain't Cupid, you stupid

Bitches be hoeing, I don't care about you proving
Cause I do too
I ain't trusting you, goofy
I be on the same shit

Rollin' woods so high, I'm finna face shit
Bape shirt, bape shoes, bathing ape fit
I'm standing on biz, you on the same shit
You a lame bitch
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Writer: Janiyah Hollins
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