Bippin (Feat. Luh Tyler)
Reggie
2:06(Tss-tss) Yo, yo Keyzy in this bitch with reGGie Know I like my cake like Debbie Hmm-mm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm Know I keep some cake like Debbie Know I like my- Yo, yo Yo, Keyzy in this bitch with reGGie Know I like keep my cake like Debbie Downward dog the pape, hit the bank, watch how Keyzy stretch it She was down bad, ain't no prank, Lil' T, he gon' carry, veggie Earn my dog tags, uppin' my rank, had to chill, now I'm a felon Life get real, don't lose your faith, quarter mil' on chains, it's precious Your ho want a seat with gang, she like Rosa Park protesters I got lit, now she wan' eat my thang, hit too hard, might crack her melon I go SP, this not Johnny Dang, everything official team Hellow, hellow (hrr) Hellow She give me brain, this bitch don't think I smoke weed and that shit stink Brodie in the paint, he sippin' drank (bitch, it's me, what the fuck you think?) What the fuck you think? (Think) And I know these niggas gon' hate, but that shit never gon' faze me I just be runnin' the blues, and I just be chasin' the daily (daily) She just be callin' my phone and I just be bangin' it, baby (baby), uh I don't wan' talk to the lady, uh, I smoke the weed, I get lazy, uh We drivin' fast in the car, might cop me a whip, man, it fuck around be a Mercedes These niggas sayin' that they be in the field, but you ain't never been on the turf He said he shootin' the guns, it probably be Nerf Nigga, you fuck around, blow you straight off of the earth Yo, yo Pop up on your screen, hellow, think yo' ho like how I flow See, Lil' Keyzy do the most, Balenci' from the head to toe Debbie on the top, undressin' "Damn, Lil' Keyzy keep blue cheese," I think that they got the message Know you see you're bitchin', textin', she say that she wanna sex me I told that bitch, "Go get naked," after that I cop a necklace You know we put blood and sweat in, oh my God, I need a blessin' I might teach these boys a lesson, nigga mad 'cause they can't catch him Hellow, hellow GG, leh do it GG, yuh Talkin' to reGGie, like, "Bro, don't trip, we gettin' out the hood with this one" Everything gon' go good with this one, ho gon' eat up the wood for this one Distro hit take the bros out to dinner Bitch, I'm a dawg, I belong in the kennel Niggas be losin', I love when we winnin' All the bros be baddies 'cause we ain't have pull up defenders Black truck, black truck, presidential, three cars masked up like a ninja Crack a shell just like a turtle, niggas tell like Master Splinter Jumpin' Jim just like a hurdle, shit get cold just like the winter Uh, blue cheese, blue cheese, keep my Squirtle Swing your ho, I'm the last Airbender Like twelve o'clock, we gon' scrape a fender Niggas fake, they boy pretendin' Most these rap niggas like to get my rebounds, they could work as centers