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lirik lagu rip jake… – london yellow

[intro: london yellow]
man, this is f*cked up, man
r.i.p my n*gga
man, he got hit by a car and sh*t
that n*gga wasn’t even payin’ no godd*mn attention (yeah)
and you just k!lled my n*gga without (uh*huh)
you know, (uh*huh) anyone ever noticin’

[verse 1: london yellow]
i really miss my n*gga, he was just a little bag
everyone called me a f*g, but he told me i’m fantastic
they really took my n*gga, 2014
i miss him, just to keep it a bean
yes, i miss him, wanna see him again
i miss him, he is my friend
i remember when i first met this guy
he was so fly, literally, he was in the sky
because he’s a plastic bag, that’s my guy
at least he was, until he died
he got hit by a car, some stupid white guy
f*ck that assh0l*, he’s not fly
he’s a stupid b*tch, i wanna k!ll him, n*gga
i miss my muhf*ckin’ n*gga
[chorus: london yellow]
i used to have a friend that could blow with the wind
yeah, that is my friend (yeah)
r.i.p him (yeah)
he’s a plastic bag, and his name is not jim
it’s actually jake
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake
r.i.p jake

[verse 2: probootyeater]
i never met the homie jake, but i bet he was super great
these n*ggas wanna push it down, but he was there like “cheer up, mate”
my dumb ass out there eating booty
then i heard the thing got slammed
ayo, dee f*ck? dial 911
they just f*cking hit that thang
been five years since he was gone, but he will always be with us
look for us up there, my n*gga, ’cause there’s people we can trust
too bad, so sad
i don’t even know how to react
hoes mad, hoes brag
don’t f*ckin’ talk to me if you like that
b*tch*ass driver hit and ran
he just talked and turned around (ah)
ah, forget it, it’s just a bag
then this n*gga turned around
booty k!ller broke his leg (ah)
(what the h*ll is your d*mn problem?)
this one’s for my n*gga jake
you gon’ f*ckin’ die today
how many wounds? twenty*eight
how many witnesses? negative eight
garbage disposal (thirty*seven)
man this n*gga won’t go to heaven
[interlude: probootyeater]
ayo, um, can you tell me, like, the number for 911?
bro, can’t you see 911 on the phone? (c*calm down)
one on the top and nine on the bottom (yo, calm down)
(come on now) right there

[chorus: london yellow]
i used to have a friend that could blow with the wind
yeah, that is my friend (yeah)
r.i.p him (yeah)
he’s a plastic bag, and his name is not jim
it’s actually jake
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake
r.i.p jake, yeah
r.i.p jake
r.i.p jake

- london yellow

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