Slippin

Catch me slippin
Can’t be caught by the cops
Getting blurped on the spot
I be dipping
Might pull up onna thot
An meet her at her spot
Get the hitting
No mitten
Few swings get the pitching
Inna kitchen no friction
Im
Sipping
I ain’t slipping
I ain’t slipping
I ain’t slipping

Verse 1

No license no lights
No vision still drive
Both eyes inside
Like lines that’s white
I be dippin
I shake And bake
Like a og in a hotbox
Niggas ain’t awake
Y’all be sleeping
Whiteness greatness in its finest
Niggahs don’t be rhyming
Been geeked up... feet up

Tired ...work nigga ....-
Go to work nigga
I’d be lying
If I said I Eva
Work whicha

When
I pitch in pitch in
Tip in tip in
See my wrists in

Dipping I ain’t slipping

I’m
Gone

And im off of da patron

Gotta foreign lil broad
That wanna know
Where im from

L A S
V
E
G
A
S
Shhhhh
Stop
Bitchin nigga
Shhhh
Stop
Snitchin nigga

Whatcha scary ass looking at
Get up in that house
Got bout 4 5 minutes
For them neighbors looking out
All black all black
Yeah them drawers
Take em...out
Try ta find the jewelry
Nigga
Yeah that safe bring it out
Go ahead An grab the keys
Fuk the weed
The jig is up
Why the
Alarm going off
An those sirens followed up
Hit the door nigga
Yeah you gone nigga
But I’m way quicker
Don’t let that door hitcha
Ahaha
Fuck 12 an I put that on me
U gonna need a army
When they run up on me
Lil brazy brown tint dreadhead
Gnarly
Eagle trace to north town
See
My city family

Catch me slippin
Can’t be caught by the cops
Getting blurped on the spot
I be dipping
Might pull up onna thot
An meet her at her spot
Get the hitting
No mitten
Few swings get the pitching
Inna kitchen no friction
Im
Sipping