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letra de the dip! - chamagic, lowkeyatm

[intro: lowkeyatm]
pull up i lean and i dab (dab)
pippity pipe it up stab (stab)
get out my car and i whip (whip)
know that i’m steppin’ out hittin’ the dip (woah)
(yeah) (ayy) (woah) (yeah)

[chorus: lowkeyatm]
pull up i lean and i dab (woah)
pippity pipe it up stab (i stab)
get out my car and i whip (whip)
know that i’m steppin’ out hittin’ the dip (yuh)
dip, dip, know that i’m hittin’ the dip
dip, dip, yeah, hittin’ the dip

[verse 1: chamagic]
i’m dippin’ i’m whippin’ i’m swiggin’ i’m swaggin’
i’m ch-ssin’ theses checks and i’m getting some baggins’
my verses so hot i be spittin’ like dragons
if he tryna shoot me i might have to stab him
i got louis v i be reppin’ the fashion
my jumper so wet that you know i be cashin’
as soon as i shoot it i know it be splashin’
don’t give up on d, ‘cus i’ll catch you lacking
these boys these boys they don’t want no smoke
i’m out out here living while y’all out here broke
when i’m in crunch-time you know i won’t choke
you people sleepin’ but i’m stayin’ woke
chains on me swinging just like they a rope
you know i’m a shooter i don’t need no scope
my gold it be yellow like eggs in the yolk
say you from britain but still ain’t my bloke

[bridge: lowkeyatm]
still ain’t my bloke, eggs in the yolk
know how we coming my bars are so dope
doin’ the dance that you already know
doin’ the dance that you already know

[chorus: lowkeyatm]
pull up i lean and i dab (woah)
pippity pipe it i stab (i stab)
get out my car and i whip (whip)
know that i’m steppin’ out hittin’ the dip (yuh)
dip, dip, know that i’m hittin’ the dip
dip, dip, yeah, hittin’ the dip

[verse 2: lowkeyatm]
my critics they lying i feel like i’m flying
i’ll bust in your room take your jaw from your mouth
my homies is bout’ it you better not doubt it
i’m stackin’ this money i’m stackin’ my clout
everybody hatin’ on the come up till the run up we gone show out it’s a blow out now i’m comin’ for yo head
lyrically speaking you already dead caught you slipping you tripping you dripping with red
red dot on your head got my sights on your body i’m sorry not sorry the best in the lobby
so good at flexing i call it a hobby on top never second like mike never scottie
shootin’ i’m green i’m cash money fiending i’m hitting not quitting i got the game screaming
feel like i’m dreaming i’m ’bout to take flight
sketchers with velcro ’cause i’m h-lla tight
i swear to god future looking so bright, i light up the night, (light up the night)
i swear to god future looking so bright, i light up the night, (light up the night)

- chamagic lowkeyatm

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