Whip It Slow

Whip it slow like it's illegal
I got some bitches with some weapons, know they lethal
This nigga speaking on the Crescants, can't believe you
Thought you know that boy these jeans Evisu
I'ma eat like we do
Punching clocks, no redos
Diamonds on my time piece
Pussy nigga hating
Why don't you just come and fight me
Yea you know I peep, other rappers like to bite me
You a wannabe, it's in your name, I know you spite me
This my bag, I might put it in her lap
Take her back to the crib and I put it in her back
What is that, call it magic
Dip off in a classic
I'm so groovy, savage
Can't fuck no groupie bad bitch
This beat turned me to a savage
Yo Sal I need a pack
CMA it's on my back
Pussy nigga, just like that, ya ya

This my bag, I might put her in her bag
What is that, to the crib, and I put it in her back
What is that, call it magic
Dip off like it's magic
I'm so super savage
Bitches be the baddest

Niggas be hating, I'm on my grind I'm skating
I rock Chris Dior and I bring a fye like Satan
Bitch my whole clique got the drip
Yea we a Vogue Nation
Cops pull up, we got to dip
I'm in that foreign racing
Whip It Slow
Whip It Slow
Never done this before, she said take it slow
Tell that nigga pull up, Me and Rich on go
Imma dark magician, I'll just take ya soul
Try to treat me like a fan, I ain't yo hoe
How you hating with the swag that you stole
Oh you wanna try it, I'll feed ya to my crows

(Can you play that again?)
This my bag, I might put her in her bag
What is that, to the crib, and I put it in her back
What is that, call it magic
Dip off like it's magic
I'm so super savage
Bitches be the baddest
This my bag, I might put her in her bag
What is that, to the crib, and I put it in her back
What is that, call it magic
Dip off like it's magic
I'm so super savage
Bitches be the baddest
(Can you play that again?)



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Writer(s): Richard Martin Jr., Zero.wav
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