
letra de how to bip - rockout danny
[chorus]
hop in this ride and we gon’ teach you how to bip (teach you how to bip)
lackin’ in that civic, give no f-cks about attempts (f-cks about attempts)
see us on they block, i bet the opps ain’t doin’ sh-t (opps ain’t doin’ nothin’)
if you ain’t put in for this blunt, i’m sorry, bro, then you can’t hit (splat)
[verse 1]
that’s who i do it for (that’s who i do it for)
four deep in this [?], i’ll bend a block, then bend a couple more (that’s cool)
my brother booked for gta, but winnin’ ’til he home (until he home)
i’m tryna leave the trenches, then go post up with a foreign jawn
ayy, how you comin’?
tay behind the wheel, i got the aux, now this sh-t bumpin’ (yeah)
mr. dub a b-tch, i can’t go out like travis hunter (like travis hunter)
posted on the block, the police think we up to somеthin’
in the smoke shop with fake id, i’m somеthin’ like mclovin
i like to get fried (get fried)
high as f-ck, that’s how i’m finna stay my whole life (whole life)
i’m tryna smoke a blunt with smoke before a n-gga die (‘fore i trip)
hotbox the whip, then we gon’ bip
if you don’t know how to bip, then you shouldn’t hop up in this ride
[chorus]
hop in this ride and we gon’ teach you how to bip (teach you how to bip)
lackin’ in that civic, give no f-cks about attempts (f-cks about attempts)
see us on they block, i bet the opps ain’t doin’ sh-t (opps ain’t doin’ nothin’)
if you ain’t put in for this blunt, i’m sorry, bro, then you can’t hit
[verse 2]
i got the news they brother checked, so guess who i be rollin’ up (guess who i be rollin’ up)
i mixed the opp up with the eighth, now that sh-t f-ckin’ with my chest (that sh-t f-ckin’ with my chest)
please stay out the way ’cause even heroes gettin’ put to rest
they said, “you sound like polo g,” i’m sorry, this the way i rap
uh, four deep in this civic, bippin’ like a big body (like a big body)
i just started rappin’, before this sh-t, the gang was robbin’
know a b-tch who tried to run, we hit that cut and still got ’em
(know a b-tch who tried to run, we hit that cut and still got ’em)
showed the ho some sh-t she’d never seen, i haul her ass to lunch
i know you f-ckin’ with the kid, but i found love in h-lla drugs (in h-lla drugs)
i’m tryna roll the fat, i check the pack, i only got enough
mama hit my jack like, “what you on?” i’m bippin’ with my thugs (with my thugs)
[chorus]
hop in this ride and we gon’ teach you how to bip (teach you how to bip)
lackin’ in that civic, give no f-cks about attempts (f-cks about attempts)
see us on they block, i bet the opps ain’t doin’ sh-t (opps ain’t doin’ nothin’)
if you ain’t put in for this blunt, i’m sorry, bro, then you can’t hit (splat)
[outro]
that’s who i do it for
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