Big Dreezy – RIP Aretha Lyrics | Dreez

Lyrics Of RIP Aretha Song By Dreezy

[Intro]
Yo yo, yo yo, yo yo
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Big Dreez
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

[Verse 1]
Ay, y’all wallet like Lemony Snicket
I fuck with all kinds, the world was a ticket
[?] tagging, I can’t even fit it
I’m smoking all that so I probably don’t hit
Like my nigga say my name when he in it
I married his will but [?] to picking
I’m counting up, counting up, this thing in liquor
You know I’ma eat, I don’t need no utensils
I get attention, he need Ritalin
Rollie my wrist, I can’t fuck with no mini man
OG diet, body looking like cinnamon
I’m the nigga and these niggas be feminine
I’m smoking on G in a Tesla
Treat the world like it’s my bitch when I touch her
Pretty little bitch, I might fuck round and bust ya
Niggas know I get my [?] like a usher
Two with the gang ain’t big enough
Won’t give a fuck if a bitch ain’t [?] enough
Kicking that hoe
My section ain’t throwing no bread
If them strippers ain’t thick enough
Can’t let ’em pipe, tell ’em just give it up
Nigga stay he still wanna lick it up
I don’t care if I’m that [?]
I’m still hit my plug like [?]
Come fill it up, gas

[Chorus]
Franklins, Aretha (Rest up)
Two seat, at least (Gone)
Ice on anemic (Froze)
You ain’t eating, bulimic
Romeo, ain’t got no time for a bitch (Who?)
Gotta remind me a bitch (Big Dreez)
Tripping on fan in this shit
If I want it, he gon’ buy me this shit (Spin this shit)

Franklins, Aretha
Two seat, at least
Ice on anemic
You ain’t eating, bulimic
Romeo, ain’t got no time for a bitch
Gotta remind me a bitch
Tripping on fan in this shit
If I want it, he gon’ buy me this shit

[Verse 2]
Checked your resume and you ain’t official
[?] Institute
But ain’t want a mission
Put paper on you, bitch, you don’t want a extra
Bitch, you just running in circles
Y’all should come up when I search you
I’m on your screen, on commercial
He kissing me, say I’m a Hershey
We fully loaded
Body fit like Coca Cola
I’m repping the gang, no controller
Can’t put my line in your Motorola
I’m got some lil titties, don’t need a bra
No bitch, I don’t give a fuck ’bout the blogs
Bluffed as fuck
Look like I’m smoking a log
Choking in front
I walk in the [?] and I’m throwing the money
Done with y’all hoes
I’m duffing ’em off like I’m flicking a blunt

[Pre-Chorus]
Stone hard, Knievel
Rat hoes, policing
On fire, a phoenix
True shit, bulimic

[Chorus]
Franklins, Aretha (Rest up)
Two seat, at least (Gone)
Ice on anemic (Froze)
You ain’t eating, bulimic
Romeo, ain’t got no time for a bitch (Who?)
Gotta remind me a bitch (Big Dreez)
Tripping on fan in this shit
If I want it, he gon’ buy me this shit (Spin this shit)

Franklins, Aretha
Two seat, at least
Ice on anemic
You ain’t eating, bulimic
Romeo, ain’t got no time for a bitch
Gotta remind me a bitch
Tripping on fan in this shit
If I want it, he gon’ buy me this shit

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