HOP THAT BITCH (Darkest Night Remix)

[Intro] [pssh-pssh-PSHHH] [pump pump… CLACK] Hit the switch, let it talk Whole block lean when the frame start to walk (yeah) [Verse 1] Pulled up twisted, ash on my khakis Chrome nose up, mean mug at the caddies IE plates, little homies on the curb Blunt tip burnin, eyes red, talkin slurs Quarter tank left but the tank still lurk Candy on the hood lookin wet, make it smirk Flick that switch, front skirt to the sky Back bumper bark when the nose get high Hate in they eyes but they all still stare Three-wheel tilt, you can see the guts bare Got that backyard build, homie, cut and weld scars Frame notched deep, we been bleedin for these cars [Pre-Chorus] [pssh-pssh-PSHHH] Let it breathe, let it cough Metal groan when it lift, when it drop, peel off [Chorus] Hop that bitch, make it bang off the asphalt (hop that bitch) Pump screamin out the trunk like a pit off the chain, no fault Whole lot jump when the back end bounce too high If the bumper don’t scrape, you ain’t really outside Hop that bitch, front slammin on the crosswalk lines Hydro hiss in the night like a rattlesnake grind We ain’t ridin, we fightin with the ground all day If the frame don’t cry, then you did it halfway (hop that bitch) [Verse 2] San Berdoo nights, fools posted at the lot Lift one side, let it freeze at the top Riverside rides, all chrome, low tone Hit that left lane, make the yellow lines moan O.C. boulevard, thick smoke in the breeze Windows half-cracked, let the good kush tease Homies in the back with the tools and a jack If a hose blow out, we gon fix it in the back Two pumps, four dumps, batteries in a row Wire so hot, feel the trunk door glow Hit a hard left, three wheel through the dip Whole car twist like it’s tryna break its hip [Chorus] Hop that bitch, make it bang off the asphalt (hop that bitch) Pump screamin out the trunk like a pit off the chain, no fault Whole lot jump when the back end bounce too high If the bumper don’t scrape, you ain’t really outside Hop that bitch, front slammin on the crosswalk lines Hydro hiss in the night like a rattlesnake grind We ain’t ridin, we fightin with the ground all day If the frame don’t cry, then you did it halfway (hop that bitch) [Bridge] [pump-pump-pump, CLACK-CLACK] Low, lower, lowest, hold that pose Let it shake ’til the ash fall right off my clothes High, higher, nose tryin touch that sign Drop it all at once, feel the shock run your spine (woah) [Chorus] Hop that bitch, make it bang off the asphalt (hop that bitch) Pump screamin out the trunk like a pit off the chain, no fault Whole lot jump when the back end bounce too high If the bumper don’t scrape, you ain’t really outside Hop that bitch, front slammin on the crosswalk lines Hydro hiss in the night like a rattlesnake grind We ain’t ridin, we fightin with the ground all day If the frame don’t cry, then you did it halfway (hop that bitch)