R.I.P FISH

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Ayo, free all the homies
Bubbles, Gill, Finn
And my main figure Gupples
R.I.P homie
Love you forever (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I've flushed more fish down the toilet than shit
I miss my fishies 'cause they was my clique
Fuck Kurt Cobain, that man doesn't know dick (Nah)
If he thinks my fish don't have feelings, he's a bitch (He's a bitch)
I've flushed more fish down the toilet than shit
I miss my fishies 'cause they was my clique (Yeah)
Fuck Kurt Cobain, that man doesn't know dick (No sir)
If he thinks my fish don't have feelings, he's a bitch (Bitch)

[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning to a fish dead on my flo'
Told me two years earlier that his wife is a ho (What?)
And his friends fuckin' fake, they be stealin' all his dough
So he swam and jumped, couldn't handle it no mo' (Huh)
Now he's lyin' on the ground, prayin' for a breath of water
'Cause his kids ain't his, bruh, they got another father (What the fuck?)
Such a shame, poor gup, man he just want a daughter
Then she don't want a single goddamn thing to do with him (Ayy, ayy, yeah)

[Chorus]
I've flushed more fish down the toilet than shit
I miss my fishies 'cause they was my clique
Fuck Kurt Cobain, that man doesn't know dick (No sir)
If he thinks my fish don't have feelings, he's a bitch (He's a bitch)
I've flushed more fish down the toilet than shit
I miss my fishies 'cause they was my clique (Yeah)
Fuck Kurt Cobain, that man doesn't know dick (No sir)
If he thinks my fish don't have feelings, he's a bitch (Bitch)

[Verse 2]
I ain't think the lil' gup would be ever snorin'
But before he took his life, he was sippin' chlorine
Out the tap water that I poured up and poured in
I ain't have a clue a man's life was so torturin' (Ah)
Permanently sittin' back, wishin' that I coulda saved him
Homie, you a real one, fuck the others hatin' (Fuck them)
Swear I'll get them back, I'ma leave 'em on the pavement
They don't know what pain is, they gon' pray for rain, bitch (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ooh)
Sorry lil' homie, I'ma kill the other fish
And the cheatin' ho that don't know what a real one is
Playin' God with that swimmin' devil, rob you of your kids (Yeah)
Really wish I coulda spared you and helped you get revenge (Yeah)
But I know you up in heaven, smokin' java, gettin' lit
So if you hear this, homie, know you wasn't leavin' me with shit (Huh?)
'Cause it turns out you fertilized a different group of kids
And I'ma raise them and tell them 'bout the hero that you is (Woo)

[Chorus]
I've flushed more fish down the toilet than shit
I miss my fishies 'cause they was my clique (Yeah)
Fuck Kurt Cobain, that man doesn't know dick (No sir)
If he thinks my fish don't have feelings, he's a bitch (He's a bitch)
I've flushed more fish down the toilet than shit
I miss my fishies 'cause they was my clique (Yeah)
Fuck Kurt Cobain, that man doesn't know dick (No sir)
If he thinks my fish don't have feelings, he's a bitch (Bitch)