Whippin' It
Whippin' it
Whippin' out
Girl what you doin'?
Don't run yo mouth
Grabbin' my hemi
I'm heading out
392, crash it through your house
Taking yo watch and I'm taking yo chains
Keep it a buck and I'm working on gains
Come face me, I'm the final boss
Can't judge me, boy I shop at ross
Put her in a scat
Count up my racks
Never dated you
And I had the last laugh
Going out bad
He going out sad
Middle finger to her
Cause she know she bhad
Taking my shit
I'm going, I'm fiending
Stay ten toes, I ain't going out bad
Fuckin' yo bitch
I'm going, I'm dreaming
Full clip to your head now yo boys sad
I'll really wife you up
So come on girl, stop playin' me
I'm going from the bottom to the top
This shit feel great to me
Diggin' out the pole
From the show
Like it's ecstacy
Getting in my bag
I don't play games
This shit new to me
Talking to you hoes
On the road
Like I'm eating collard greens
Ain't no way, she feelin' me
Not where I'm supposed to be
I can't touch you yet
If I haven't got my money up
I'm shopping from the vets
I ain't playing cause I don't give a fuck
Whippin' it
Whippin' out
Girl what you doin'?
Don't run yo mouth
Grabbin' my hemi
I'm heading out
392, crash it through your house
Taking yo watch and I'm taking yo chains
Keep it a buck and I'm working on gains
Come face me, I'm the final boss
Can't judge me, boy I shop at ross
Put her in a scat
Count up my racks
Never dated you
And I had the last laugh
Going out bad
He going out sad
Middle finger to her
Cause she know she bhad
Taking my shit
I'm going, I'm fiending
Stay ten toes, I ain't going out bad
Fuckin' yo bitch
I'm going, I'm dreaming
Full clip to your head now yo boys sad
Yeah, I'm going, going, going, going
Straight to the top
Just want yo top
No I can't fall off
I ain't even made it
Teachers was grading
Trapping off campus
0's like dandruff
Too much around
This method I found
It goes in a round
Had to stay low
Had to get out of town
This payload
It's knocking me out
I'm taking his shit
Boy, I'm mobbing his bitch
I'm going, I'm going, I'm crazy
I don't get lazy
I fuck hoes around
You can pace me
Need me at yo show
Bitch, pay me
Understand
If my boys don't like you
I'ma keep it hunnid
Find a man
Bitch I don't care
If you've met him on the internet
Whippin' it
Whip it out
Girl what you doin'?
Don't run yo mouth
Grabbin' my hemi
I'm heading out
392, crash it through your house
Taking yo watch and I'm taking yo chains
Keep it a buck and I'm working on gains
Come face me, I'm the final boss
Can't judge me, boy I shop at ross
Whippin' out
Girl what you doin'?
Don't run yo mouth
Grabbin' my hemi
I'm heading out
392, crash it through your house
Taking yo watch and I'm taking yo chains
Keep it a buck and I'm working on gains
Come face me, I'm the final boss
Can't judge me, boy I shop at ross
Put her in a scat
Count up my racks
Never dated you
And I had the last laugh
Going out bad
He going out sad
Middle finger to her
Cause she know she bhad
Taking my shit
I'm going, I'm fiending
Stay ten toes, I ain't going out bad
Fuckin' yo bitch
I'm going, I'm dreaming
Full clip to your head now yo boys sad
I'll really wife you up
So come on girl, stop playin' me
I'm going from the bottom to the top
This shit feel great to me
Diggin' out the pole
From the show
Like it's ecstacy
Getting in my bag
I don't play games
This shit new to me
Talking to you hoes
On the road
Like I'm eating collard greens
Ain't no way, she feelin' me
Not where I'm supposed to be
I can't touch you yet
If I haven't got my money up
I'm shopping from the vets
I ain't playing cause I don't give a fuck
Whippin' it
Whippin' out
Girl what you doin'?
Don't run yo mouth
Grabbin' my hemi
I'm heading out
392, crash it through your house
Taking yo watch and I'm taking yo chains
Keep it a buck and I'm working on gains
Come face me, I'm the final boss
Can't judge me, boy I shop at ross
Put her in a scat
Count up my racks
Never dated you
And I had the last laugh
Going out bad
He going out sad
Middle finger to her
Cause she know she bhad
Taking my shit
I'm going, I'm fiending
Stay ten toes, I ain't going out bad
Fuckin' yo bitch
I'm going, I'm dreaming
Full clip to your head now yo boys sad
Yeah, I'm going, going, going, going
Straight to the top
Just want yo top
No I can't fall off
I ain't even made it
Teachers was grading
Trapping off campus
0's like dandruff
Too much around
This method I found
It goes in a round
Had to stay low
Had to get out of town
This payload
It's knocking me out
I'm taking his shit
Boy, I'm mobbing his bitch
I'm going, I'm going, I'm crazy
I don't get lazy
I fuck hoes around
You can pace me
Need me at yo show
Bitch, pay me
Understand
If my boys don't like you
I'ma keep it hunnid
Find a man
Bitch I don't care
If you've met him on the internet
Whippin' it
Whip it out
Girl what you doin'?
Don't run yo mouth
Grabbin' my hemi
I'm heading out
392, crash it through your house
Taking yo watch and I'm taking yo chains
Keep it a buck and I'm working on gains
Come face me, I'm the final boss
Can't judge me, boy I shop at ross
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Writer(s): Kevin Stacy
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