Chavo & Pi’erre Bourne – Ryuk Lyrics

Chavo Ryuk Lyrics, Ryuk Lyrics by Chavo & Pi’erre Bourne

Death Note like Ryuk
Death Note like Ryuk
She live a best life as a youth
Death Note like Ryuk
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)

She was living a best life as a youth
Didn’t have a home or roof
Death Note like Ryuk
Her boyfriend didn’t even have a fucking clue
Let her see my fucking view
Now she got accustomed to it
Her best friend like “That ain’t fair, I wanna fuck on ’em too”
She didn’t get to bust a move
She still sent me a bunch of nudes
Codeine bottles in the crib, I try to hide ’em from you
Let’s be honest, you abuse them just like I do (Yeah)

That pussy wetter in it’s top form
I get to beatin’ on her back, I’m a baboon
Runnin’ through them racks, I’ll bet I’ll pass you
She said this pussy [?], prove it, get a tattoo
Her friend just stop and gloat
It’s Rick, can’t get pass two
We smokin’ caddy in the [?], get vaccum
She want ass shots, I want a whole brick
I’m busting packs down with my dad, it make no sense (Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
Baby, I know you been goin’ through it
Real natural, no sow into it
Whip the dope, put my toe into it
Told the plug, “Put no lows into it”
Yeah, every night, I’m fallin’ like I’m going away
Before I lay, I pray the Lord for my soul to take

She was living a best life as a youth
Death Note like Ryuk (Hey)

[Chorus: Chavo & Pi’erre Bourne]
She was living a best life as a youth
Didn’t have a home or roof
Death Note like Ryuk
Her boyfriend didn’t even have a fucking clue
Let her see my fucking view
Now she got accustomed to it
Her best friend like “That ain’t fair, I wanna fuck on ’em too”
She didn’t get to bust a move
She still sent me a bunch of nudes
Codeine bottles in the crib, I try to hide ’em from you
Let’s be honest, you abuse them just like I do (Sossboy)

Bitch, I’m hot like the summer
Algebra with my guap, yep, I do numbers
That nigga’s a lame and that shit’s a bummer
Diamonds like Nana, man, wait for the thunder
Make my next move, my best move, no mistake
15K room service, on toll with Drake
No, I’m not perfect ’cause we not the same
Me and my squad a Waka Flocka flame (Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
Money blew like Evert, bitch, I’m Aang
Netflix and chill, we watchin’ Stranger Things
Whippin’ the rowa, you know I got range
Shittin’ on y’all like a diaper need change
Soss on my shirt, but it don’t got no stain
I put in work, yeah, you know I go slay
She puttin’ in work when I get off the stage
I got to workout, my pockets out of shape (Sossboy)

She was living a best life as a youth
Didn’t have a home or roof
Death Note like Ryuk
Her boyfriend didn’t even have a fucking clue
Let her see my fucking view
Now she got accustomed to it
Her best friend like “That ain’t fair, I wanna fuck on ’em too”
She didn’t get to bust a move
She still sent me a bunch of nudes
Codeine bottles in the crib, I try to hide ’em from you
Let’s be honest, you abuse them just like I do