Découvrez les paroles de la chanson « R.I.P. » de Playboi Carti, accompagnées des explications de leur signification, d’anecdotes et de contexte.
Paroles de la chanson
Paroles de la chanson R.I.P. par Playboi Carti
Yeah
I'ma go fuck that bitch (Yeah), I'ma go thrash that bitch (Yeah)
Shawty gon' suck this dick (Yeah), shawty gon' suck this dick (Yeah)
That's a pull-up bitch (Yeah), don't make me pull up, bitch
I smash that thot, then pull out, bitch, might push to Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch
I'm on Deebo lit (Yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (Yeah), I'm on kilo lit (Yeah)
I go psycho, bitch, watch me sock your bitch
Watch me thrash that bitch, then I pass that bitch
Cop the Prada, bitch, get one for the zip
Got that Prada bag (Yeah), got one for my bitch (Yeah)
Lil' boy hit like blitz (Yeah), lil' boy, this my bitch (Yeah)
Got me mad as shit (Yeah), so I slapped the bitch (Yeah)
I ain't even hop in the coupe (Yeah), your bitch gon' star at the clique (Yeah)
I ain't even fuckin' this thot, yeah, the bitch gotta start with the clique, yeah
All of my diamonds they flawless, all of my diamonds legit (Yeah)
All of these diamonds, they costin' (Slatt, hold up)
Slatt, move like a boss, slatt, move like a boss
I get that dope, kilo, yeah, come fuck with the boss (Yeah)
Smokin' that gas, diesel, yeah, smoke like a boss, yeah
She throwin' it back like a Frisbee, yeah, hit like a boss (Yeah)
I'ma go fuck that bitch (Yeah), I'ma go thrash that bitch (Yeah)
Shawty gon' suck this dick (Yeah), shawty gon' suck this dick (Yeah)
That's a pull-up bitch (Yeah), don't make me pull up, bitch
I smash that thot, then pull out, bitch, might push to Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch
I'm on Deebo lit (Yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (Yeah), I'm on kilo lit (Yeah)
I go psycho, bitch, watch me sock your bitch
Watch me thrash that bitch, then I pass that bitch
I'm with my dawgs, fight with my dawgs, yeah, shoot with my dawgs, yeah
I want your thot, I want your broad, yeah, she all on my lot
Countin' the knots, all of my ghosts, yeah, head to the loft
I got a strap all on my dick, ain't hittin' it raw
I just left Elliot, Prada bag, ooh, it holdin' the knots, ooh
I got a bitch, Rihanna bad, ooh, the bitch got a box
Fuck that mumblin' shit (Yeah), fuck that mumblin' shit (Yeah)
Bought a crib for my mama off that mumblin' shit (Yeah)
Made a mil' off that, uh, off that mumblin' shit
Made a mil' off that, uh, off that mumblin' shit (Yeah)
Bought a crib for mama off that mumblin' shit (What?)
Fuck that ho, VH1, big ass booty bitch (Yeah)
I'ma go fuck that bitch (Yeah), I'ma go thrash that bitch (Yeah)
Shawty gon' suck this dick (Yeah), shawty gon' suck this dick (Yeah)
That's a pull-up bitch (Yeah), don't make me pull up, bitch
I smash that thot, then pull out, bitch, might push to Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain, lil' bitch
I'm on Deebo lit (Yeah), I'm on 'migo lit (Yeah), I'm on kilo lit (Yeah)
I go psycho, bitch, watch me sock your bitch
Watch me thrash that bitch, then I pass that bitch
Explication des paroles de R.I.P. de Playboi Carti
La chanson « R.I.P. » de Playboi Carti aborde le thème de la célébration de la réussite et de la vie luxueuse. Le rappeur décrit son parcours dans l’industrie musicale et les sacrifices qu’il a dû faire pour atteindre le succès. La chanson est imprégnée de son style unique et de son flow caractéristique, ce qui en fait l’un de ses morceaux les plus populaires.
Lors de sa création, Playboi Carti s’est inspiré de son propre vécu et des difficultés qu’il a rencontrées pour percer dans l’industrie musicale. Il utilise des références à la mode, à la drogue et à la violence pour créer une ambiance sombre et percutante.
En conclusion, « R.I.P. » est une chanson qui témoigne du parcours artistique de Playboi Carti et de sa réussite dans le monde du rap.