Bumper to Bumper

Hey man (Gentle Beats), it's like, niggas play that role, man

Niggas know where to play, what in the trenches do

Who on the bumper to bumper that shit for the net

Them niggas is not on the crumb

First nigga drop his nuts, I bet you his fat ass mom be missin' her son

Nigga, my bill got reached, go ask about it

I really get shit done

Box on the back of the pipe, drop out, box him in

So it ain't no way you can run

Get out the Jeep, weefin' the lurkin' creep

I'm feelin' like Jeeper the Creeper

Nigga, I'm too official

I sent a few bitch niggas to haunt at the Reaper

Swear he got shot on his block and dropped his Glock

Now his mama turned to a preacher

Nigga, I wouldn't even touch you

Bitch, I was up too

Swear he was still on the bleachers

Since that one lil' shit on 81st, a lot of them niggas been quiet

I was somewhere in Canada, left out of bounds, now I don't know how he died

Got a low tolerance for all the dick suckers and niggas who never slide

Might go bank it out with the state, I need me a break, man, I can't lie, I'm tired

Ain't nothin' to bank, gotta bring in the bag to kick it with gang, I told ya

I can't even bounce, it's like 21, we bestin' the niggas and strongers

I walk in they butt like a pops and up with a big ass top out the stroller

The switch light off, I was so fuckin' blue that he only got head and a shoulder

Who on the bumper to bumper that shit for the net

Them niggas is not on the chrome

First nigga drop his nuts, I bet you his fat ass mama be missin' her son

Nigga, my bill got reached, go ask about it

I really get shit done

Box on the back of the pipe, drop out, box him in

So where they know where he can run

Get out the Jeep, weefin' the lurkin' creep

I'm feelin' like Jeeper the Creeper

Nigga, I'm too official

I sent a few bitch niggas to haunt at the Reaper

Swear he got shot on his block and dropped his Glock

Now his mama turned to a preacher