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Ripstick

 

Ripstick


Jesus walked on water, I step on blood from my enemies
Way above all the waves, 'cause they changing
Can't see no friends to me
Switching can't be the remedy, every move dignified
Part the ocean like Moses, up in the moment I'm wild
Up in the function I fight, fuck it up for ya night
Pull a couple homies up to kill a nigga on sight
I'm pulling up with a pipe, I keep my hands on the grip
The bouncer know I'm making music so tell me don't trip, yeah

Got a ripstick for 'em if he playing
Ain't no hop scotch, dip quick
Yeah I heard they spraying
If I ain't, I'm well connected with a homie on live
Got the whole thing captured if she send a message tonight, yeah

This, my girl, my slut, my trick, my wife gon' wipe me down
I'm a piece of shit but this ain't hard to fucking' tell
You can see that I'm stuck on a shelf
Bulimic, I'm sick to my stomach
Stick, I'ma stick to myself
Flip on the beat 'til I vomit
This for the B.I
Lil ass nigga with a Jansport running 'round town bumping T.I
Screaming free my niggas
Can I, will I, this a rat race
Put your face to the ground with a brick and a bottle
And a prayer for your mom
Burn the whole thing down
I'm so sick, sick, I go way up, way up, on my side of town

Got a ripstick for 'em if he playing
Ain't no hop scotch, dip quick
Yeah I heard they spraying
If I ain't, I'm well connected with a homie on live
Got the whole thing captured if she send a message tonight, yeah

Look at that life I got, talk about it with the gang
Do a show to entertain, smoke a blunt to cure the pain
Got j shape denim, my flow so venom
I cheeked that pill, but oh God, don't tell 'em (Oh shit)
Back in the game sitting court side
On a short high from the coke that I thought I quit (Like damn)
'Bout to go back it up, I'm with Sam in the broke down Acura
The pigs pulled up, fuck, do I have enough
To get away? Might as well go and pack my stuff
Well, goddamn, ran away from the bullshit now
It's 2 AM and I'm outta town, I'm outta bounds
I'm dipping quick and ducking out
I snuck around and fucked around 'til luck ran out

Got a ripstick for 'em if he playing
Ain't no hop scotch, dip quick
Yeah I heard they spraying
If I ain't, I'm well connected with a homie on live
Got the whole thing captured if she send a message tonight, yeah
Got a ripstick for 'em if he playing
Ain't no hop scotch, dip quick
Yeah I heard they spraying
If I ain't, I'm well connected with a homie on live
Got the whole thing captured if she send a message tonight, yeah

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