Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ripstick, artist - 99 Neighbors. Date of issue: 19.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 sprayin' |
| 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 runnin' ‘round town bumpin' 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 sprayin' |
| 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 sittin' 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 sprayin' |
| 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 sprayin' |
| 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 |