Keep It On The Bumper

[Intro]
Sippin on a Sunday
Chrome in the sun, just hummin
Homie hit the switch one time
Whole block like, “yeah, he comin” (woo)
[Verse 1]
Juiced up, hydraulics on ten
Thirteen spokes stay talkin again
Paint real wet, but the day stay dry
Lean in the seat, see the world roll by
Piston pump thump in the trunk like a kick
Car hop once, make the whole frame twitch
Sunglasses low, let the slow jam ride
Feelin too cool just to keep that inside
[Chorus]
We keep it on the bumper, drag that steel
Front end high, let the back end feel
Battery charged for the funk all night
Hit the corner real smooth, sittin so right
We keep it on the bumper, scrape that lane
Whole crew grinnin while we shake that frame
Sunset glow, let the good times run
West side swingin till the day get done (hey)
[Verse 2]
Tugs on the block, got the lot all lined
Candy on the curb, every color, every shine
Laughs in the air, lil smoke, lil game
Low tones loud when they call my name
Hit a three-wheel pose, crowd freeze mid-step
Old heads nod like, “that’s real rep”
Bass in the chest, but my mind stay clear
Feelin like the city put the sky right here
[Chorus]
We keep it on the bumper, drag that steel
Front end high, let the back end feel
Battery charged for the funk all night
Hit the corner real smooth, sittin so right
We keep it on the bumper, scrape that lane
Whole crew grinnin while we shake that frame
Sunset glow, let the good times run
West side swingin till the day get done (yeah)

rap, Laid-back West Coast bounce with rubbery bass and crisp clap-heavy drums, talkbox-style hook, male vocals. Verses skim over a woozy sine-lead and shimmering pads; hook drops in with stacked gang vocals and deep sub reinforcement. Occasional vinyl-stop effects between sections emphasize car movement and hydraulic hits, leaving pockets for ad-libs and crowd-call moments., west coast rap, funk