"Bip City" lyrics

If I'm driving
And this shit don't make me
Mash the gas and start smashing
Throw that shit out man
Drive over the bay bridge
Send that shit to Honolulu

I'm on a mission
Bipping with no witness
Dipping with your bitch
And her six friends
Slip and slide

This Bip City
This go dumb
Frisco thing with a
Oakland swing and
She might just go

Whip gone swing
No tags on it
Long hair so
She grab on it
No brakes
All gas on it

Cause this go
Stupid
We don't need ID
Straight to the VIP
Eyes on you
But the drinks on me

I'm on a mission
Bipping with no witness
Dipping with your bitch
And her six friends
Slip and slide

No intermission
Make a quick decision
Watch out before
Your bitch go missing
Slip and slide

Listen up
Cartier frames cartier on his wrist
Instead of bipping a window
He bipping a bitch
He got oil on his tongue
He talk real slick
He capable of making baby
Come out her fit

Mack game crazy
Dad
He make her apologize
Every time he go bad
Ain't no simping
In the pimping
Ain't no slacking
In the macking
Take the exit hit the corner
In the traffic kayaking

Boots on the ground
Scrapping the canvas
Sleeves rolled up
Hustle unanimous
He take the soil with him
Everywhere he place his cup
She gone choose him
Like a criminal lineup

Cause this go
Stupid
We don't need ID
Straight to the VIP
Eyes on you
But the drinks on me

I'm on a mission
Bipping with no witness
Dipping with your bitch
And her six friends
Slip and slide

No intermission
Make a quick decision
Watch out before
Your bitch go missing
Slip and slide

I'm on her
I'm on her
I'm on her
This Bip City
Slip and slide

I'm on her
I'm on her
I'm on her
This Bip City
Slip and slide