99 Neighbors – Ripstick Lyrics

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Ripstick by 99 Neighbors

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, f— it up for ya night
Pull a couple homies up to kill a n—- 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)

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[Chorus: HANKNATIVE]
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)

[Verse 2: Sam Paulino]
This, my girl, my slut, my trick, my wife gon’ wipe me down
I’m a piece of s— but this ain’t hard to f——’ tell
You can see that I’m stuck on a shelf
Bulimic, I’m sick to my stomach
Stick, I’mma stick to myself
Flip on the beat ‘til I vomit
This for the B.I
Lil a– n—- with a Jansport runnin’ ‘round town bumpin’ T.I
Screaming free my n—–
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

[Chorus: HANKNATIVE]
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)

[Verse 3: Swank]
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 s—)
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, f— do I have enough
To get away, might as well go and pack my stuff
Well, god damn ran away from the bullshit now
It’s 2 A.M. and I’m outta town, I’m outta bounds
I’m dipping quick and ducking out
I snuck around and f—– around ‘til luck ran out

[Chorus: HANKNATIVE]
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)

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