Dip & Dodge Lyrics – Surf God

Dip & Dodge Lyrics by Surf God

Getting deeper in these streets had ta dip an dodge (gone)
That money coming fast i swear i couldn’t keep a job (nah)
Buying woodys out the #ss coulda bought a lodge (b#tch)
Trynna press me hit button we gone shoot it out (bow)

I’m from kentucky so you know i make em chickens cluck (aye)
Get the tip do the hit his b#tch gone pick him up (damn)
Skinny n#gg# but my pockets eat like they can’t get enough
n#gg#s claiming smoke till they buff we taking

Double puffs (aye)
I’m the shooter an driver ain’t got a siamese (twin)
Wanna dub show you the way just get bеhind me(win)
n#gg#s steal the wavе can’t surf with surf we ride tsunamis (gone)

Took her on trip we outta earth she popped a molly (damn)
Heard the medics let him die shout out to all the doctors (aye)
Cause if we slid again the city might just call a chopper (f#ck)
Hitting licks in school where was you when i was popping lockers (damn

In the malls i want it all now im they favorite shopper (b#tch)
I know some js that flip that bag quicker than you rappers (aye)
Throw you on live with a strap i swear you n#gg#s actors (swear)
You a turtle in the race shout out to king kappa

And if that b#tch gotta fat #ss you know i’m finna clap her
Gs in the slammer
Ima grab the hammer
Feel like thor when thunder make you sh#t ya pamper

I look for action why you hiding you a happy camper
They got evidence on my bro so i had to tamper (free b)
Getting deeper in these streets had ta dip an dodge (gone)
That money coming fast i swear i couldn’t keep a job (nah)

Buying woodys out the #ss coulda bought a lodge (b#tch)
Trynna press me hit button we gone shoot it out (bow)
I’m from kentucky so you know i make em chickens cluck (aye)
Get the tip do the hit his b#tch gone pick him up (damn)

Skinny n#gg# but my pockets eat like they can’t get enough
n#gg#s claiming smoke till they buff we taking
Double puffs (aye)
I know some movers that’ll shake the whole party down

I got the devils in my ear to put the bible down (bible down)
I can’t fold i gotta flip until my time is out (hell nah)
So try to stop me an ima show you what these rhymes about
Told bro to peep his hip soon he step up out the whip (damn)

Check that n#gg# shoulders see if he up walk with a limp
He flash his lights
We got tip, bring him in the crib
Cleaned em up

Slimed em down
Kicked em out the spizz (got em)
Made em do the shizz
You loaded off some mid

Put that price on yo head
n#gg#s want the bid
Milly rocky in blocky ion play with kids (i don’t)
Tried to run knock em down made em do the splits (damn)

You n#gg#s sweet i cook you up no easy bake oven (aye)
The way my cards played out you’d think my name was mc lovin
Oh sh#t surf just hit the party b#tches start shoving (where he at)
This life come with a price bet yo neck on it

Getting deeper in these streets had ta dip an dodge (gone)
That money coming fast i swear i couldn’t keep a job (nah)
Buying woodys out the #ss coulda bought a lodge (b#tch)
Trynna press me hit button we gone shoot it out (bow)

I’m from kentucky so you know i make em chickens cluck (aye)
Get the tip do the hit his b#tch gone pick him up (damn)
Skinny n#gg# but my pockets eat like they can’t get enough
n#gg#s claiming smoke till they buff we taking

Double puffs (aye)
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Surf God Lyrics – Dip & Dodge

Surf God

Dip & Dodge