Whiplash

Getting that cash, I'm in my bag
Run up on me, better run it right back
Forty on me, you get hit in your back
DJ, how I kill this track
Beat up that kitty, I gave it a scratch
I got her itching like she got a rash
Swerve that whip, hope I don't crash
Too fast, can you handle that?
Dunk that bitch like Rat-a-tat
I hope I don't break the glass
I hope I don't break her ass when I hit it from the back
Don't know you if you can handle that
I know I can handle that
Driving in that whip fast, hope I don't get whiplash

I been counting up the cash
I been getting to the bankrolls
Thumbing through racks and I'm thumbing through hundreds
I'm too busy collecting Pesos
I'ma go ghost like where he go?
All my hoes say, "I don't know"
But little do they know, your bitch giving me dome
Tick-tock, I wish time, it would stop
Take off your top, but not the panties, just want top
Birds of a feather, stay together, we the same flock
But I got hands like Mayweather
Try to throw a punch and you get blocked
That mean I got hands
But not big enough to hold these bands
Stuff it in my pants, I make being a rookie look advanced
I ain't getting caught in that jam
I'ma skirt off in a new mini van
Said that he want smoke
Grab a lighter, smoke him just like a gram

Getting that cash, I'm in my bag
Run up on me, better run it right back
Forty on me, you get hit in your back
DJ, how I kill this track
Beat up that kitty, I gave it a scratch
I got her itching like she got a rash
Swerve that whip, hope I don't crash
Too fast, can you handle that?
Dunk that bitch like Rat-a-tat
I hope I don't break the glass
I hope I don't break her ass when I hit it from the back
Don't know you if you can handle that
I know I can handle that
Driving in that whip fast, hope I don't get whiplash



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Writer(s): Sauce Wrld
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