baby j (rre) - bippin' lessons lyrics
[intro]
it’s a problem all over the country
thieves smashing vehicle windows to steal what’s inside
but is there a way to keep from becoming a victim?
lisa guerrero reports (herbmadethisbeat)
they’re called smash-and-grabs
burglars busting up car windows, grabbing anything left inside (d-mn, herb, you f-cked up with this one)
we wanted to see just how bad this nationwide problem is
[chorus]
get off your -ss, lil’ n-gga, i know you tired of stressin’
i’m finna give your -ss some game, here go a free lesson
let me get you in this field to catch you a blessing
listen close and baby j gon’ have you gucci steppin’
keep the scanner on, n-gga, ’cause this sh-t ain’t sweet
you never know who might be watchin’ or who might see
stay calm and move slow, you’ll be aight, g
never ride with electronics, call the plug to meet
[verse 1]
strap your nuts on, n-gga, it’s ’bout to get real
i’m finna take your -ss across the bridge to the field
rule number one, watch who you with ’cause sh-t can get ill
hit for a hundred with some strangers, you could get k!lled
the time of day is what determines where you finna play
i be up early as f-ck stalkin’ the coffee place
before you open up the pro, you gotta block the camera
’cause it could take a pic and have your -ss in the slammer
[interlude]
last year, the city of san francisco experienced thirty-one thousand smash-and-grab thefts, less than two percent of them were solved
insurance experts say it’s impossible to one-hundred percent prevent smash-and-grabs
but they recommend taking your valuables with you or hiding them in the trunk
(d-mn, herb, you f-cked up with this one)
[verse 2]
i found out they had my plates thanks to the scanner
we hit in dennys parking lot for some p’s of bammer
and stay away from them teslas if you ain’t a pro
because the camera come on soon as you touch the door
and you can’t let the plug play you, gotta know your prices
twelve-hundred for a touch, he do me righteous
my migo pull up in a honda, that b-tch got nitrous
him and his whole f-ckin’ crew got caves like isis
[chorus]
get off your -ss, lil’ n-gga, i know you tired of stressin’
i’m finna give your -ss some game, here go a free lesson
let me get you in this field to catch you a blessing
listen close and baby j gon’ have you gucci steppin’
keep the scanner on, n-gga, ’cause this sh-t ain’t sweet
you never know who might be watchin’ or who might see
stay calm and move slow, you’ll be aight, g
never ride with electronics, call the plug to meet
[verse 3]
i hope you hear me, lil’ n-gga, get your pen and pad
you can tell a car a rental, just look at the tags
walk up real smooth and check it for some bags
and keep your head on a swivel when you do the splash
stay calm and act casual, don’t move fast
we got the radio slappin’ so they ain’t hear the gl-ss
bounce in and i’ma pull off like nothin’ happened
quick pull up on a plug, then we back crackin’
it’s best to dump that sh-t quick ’cause that sh-t be trackin’
even when it’s turned off, i feel like i’m lackin’
do a pro a day for thirty, n-gga, now you stackin’
cop some two-four and a foreign, now the b-tches actin’
i see it in your eyes, you love it, you gaining a p-ssion
the field’ll hypnotize a n-gga, all the money and action
but what goes up must go down, lil’ n-gga, you crashin’
that’s why you always keep a stash, ’cause the field get tragic
[outro]
(d-mn, herb, you f-cked up with this one)
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