Jack The Ripper

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BoogaDonDidIt

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Wake up to reality
Nothing ever goes as planned in this accursed world
The longer you live, the more you will realize
That the only things that truly exist in this reality
Are merely pain, suffering, and futility
Oh
Oh
Oh
Ohh
Booga Don did it again
BoogaDondidit
Don't even realize that it is my time yeah you know it's time to push my grind
I got Gervinchi
I got the Louis
Don't ever play, know, I got the Gucci
Hanging out wit thugs, know I'm always ruthless
Y'all play with my mama, I leave y'all toothless
Got too much business, it's time to get to it
Call up my daddy, he up on the phone
Said I got glizzies, right, side that bitch home
Say bye bye to Terry, you know the bitch gone
Call up Lil sed, know we gon' tote
Toting them glizzies, toting them poles
Know we gon' get em, leave their ass ghost
Don't gotta aim, cuz the Glock, holds fifty
Call up my brother, yeah, Sed get the business
I'm making them millions of millions of millions
I'm like Jack the Ripper, I come and I get it
They can't even play, cause they know I'm gon' get em
When it comes to my mama, I'll put you in a grave
Got all this money, these killers is paid
Don't even think you ain't getting to recked
F*ck around the play, get you killed without a check
Know I'm Jack the Ripper, and I'm coming for your neck
Yeah
Killing by seventy, we put em to rest
That body ain't cold when it's in cement
Cut out they lungs, now they losing they breath
Mutilate the body, ain't no mannequin shit
Don't even realize that it is my time
Yeah, you know it's time to push my grind
I got Gervinchi
I got the Louis
Don't ever play, know, I got the Gucci
Hanging out wit thugs , know I'm always ruthless
Y'all play with my mama, I leave y'all toothless
Got too much business, it's time to get to it
Call up my daddy, he up on the phone
Said I got glizzies, right, side that bitch home
Say bye bye to Terry, you know the bitch gone
Call up Lil sed, know we gon' tote
Toting them glizzies, toting them poles
Know we gon' get em, leave their ass ghost
Don't gotta aim, cuz the Glock, holds fifty
Call up my brother, yeah, Sed get the business
Jack the Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper
Jack the Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper
Jack the Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper
Jack the Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper, Ripper
Jack the Ripper, Jack the Ripper, Jack the Ripper
Jack the Ripper, Jack the Ripper, Jack the Ripper, aye, yeah
Jack the Ripper
Jack the Ripper, Jack the Ripper, Jack the Ripper
Jack might be a Ripper, but I'm ripping the gripping
I'm doin' my dance while they drippin'
Making that money while Ripping
All of my homies stay drippin'
Wearing them Yeezys, know I'm out here feigning
Know who I am
Out on misdemeanor, riding the beamer
But makin' that money, makin' it greener
Don't even realize that it is my time
Yeah, you know it's time to push my grind
I got Gervinchi
I got the Louis
Don't ever play, know, I got the Gucci
Hanging out wit thugs, know I'm always ruthless
Y'all play with my mama, I leave y'all toothless
Got too much business, it's time to get to it
Call up my daddy, he up on the phone
Said I got glizzies, right, side that bitch home
Say bye bye to Terry, you know the bitch gone
Call up Lil sed, know we gon' tote
Toting them glizzies, toting them poles
Know we gon' get em, leave their ass ghost
Don't gotta aim, cuz the Glock, holds fifty
Call up my brother, yeah, Sed get the business

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