Another Whip (feat. BigXthaPlug) [Remix]
Wrecked the M4, went and got me another whip
Flew your bitch out, I won't go on another trip
Got your fire took, now your gun on another hip
Caught his ass drunk, now he can't take another sip
I'm quick to shoot, so I keep me another clip
In my bag but I still need another chip
Just made two plays back to back, that's another flip
Came in a Benz, I pulled off in another whip
Aye, pop shit from Memphis to Cali
We killin' rats like them cats in the alley
Ain't sippin' purp, you sip green like O'Reilly
Put this shit on, keep it fresh like I'm Manny
Aye, might buy a crib in the Valley
Amiri my shirt and my shoes, pants Vally
Shoot shit like a show, kill 'em, that's the finale
My young niggas come flip ya car like a patty, aye
Trappin' from AM to PM
And I got thick shit all up in my DM
Feel like Chief Keef, I don't fuck with my BM
Ain't got no money, then I'd hate to be him, aye
I couldn't go, so I had to white tee him
Burnt him like some toast, turned him ghost, you can't see him
This chop gotta kick, I won't miss a Bruce Lee him
And now he can't move, and his folks gotta feed him
Different, I only fuck with my kind
Listen, please don't be wastin' my time
Livin', I put my life on the line
Killings, I'll take it there about mines
Dealing, I really came up from dimes
Flipping, this money always on my mind
Sippin', I'm pourin' up line after line
Missin', his body somewhere they can't find
Wrecked the M4, went and got me another whip
Flew your bitch out, I won't go on another trip
Got your fire took, now your gun on another hip
Caught his ass drunk, now he can't take another sip
I'm quick to shoot, so I keep me another clip
In my bag but I still need another chip
Just made two plays back to back, that's another flip
Came in a Benz, I pulled off in another whip
Ayy, nigga run up on me, I dump from the hip
Two in his chest, like three to his upper lip
I'm a gangsta, ain't nothin' like the Lil' Shrimp
Reach for my chain, make him float like a fuckin' blimp
Really havin', they know they can't fuck with him
Pockets so swole, could've swore that I hit the gym
He say he from the block, don't remember him
He keep callin' me fam, I ain't kin to him
What you niggas know about havin' motion?
Spend 2K a week on some potion
In the club that I'm in, hope you know that it's on me
I'm posted, ain't worried about nothin', I'm blowin'
She walk in the club and see me, then she goin'
I just cut my main hoe, always mad and annoyin'
Her ex-nigga left, she went back and look bored
Can't love on the hoe, I just fuck off the tour
Ayy, havin', you niggas not havin', y'all broke
And y'all wonder why your bitch out here gettin' stroked
Motion, you niggas ain't got it, I'm knowin'
Still sittin' on the pack, cause that bogus ain't goin'
Him, you know that I'm him, I been flowin'
That's probably why all of my pockets been growin'
I been spendin', all them niggas know it
Don't think about reachin for shit, cause I'm blowin', ayy
Wrecked the M4, went and got me another whip
Flew your bitch out, I won't go on another trip
Got your fire took, now your gun on another hip
Caught his ass drunk, now he can't take another sip
I'm quick to shoot, so I keep me another clip
In my bag but I still need another chip
Just made two plays back to back, that's another flip
Came in a Benz, I pulled off in another whip
Flew your bitch out, I won't go on another trip
Got your fire took, now your gun on another hip
Caught his ass drunk, now he can't take another sip
I'm quick to shoot, so I keep me another clip
In my bag but I still need another chip
Just made two plays back to back, that's another flip
Came in a Benz, I pulled off in another whip
Aye, pop shit from Memphis to Cali
We killin' rats like them cats in the alley
Ain't sippin' purp, you sip green like O'Reilly
Put this shit on, keep it fresh like I'm Manny
Aye, might buy a crib in the Valley
Amiri my shirt and my shoes, pants Vally
Shoot shit like a show, kill 'em, that's the finale
My young niggas come flip ya car like a patty, aye
Trappin' from AM to PM
And I got thick shit all up in my DM
Feel like Chief Keef, I don't fuck with my BM
Ain't got no money, then I'd hate to be him, aye
I couldn't go, so I had to white tee him
Burnt him like some toast, turned him ghost, you can't see him
This chop gotta kick, I won't miss a Bruce Lee him
And now he can't move, and his folks gotta feed him
Different, I only fuck with my kind
Listen, please don't be wastin' my time
Livin', I put my life on the line
Killings, I'll take it there about mines
Dealing, I really came up from dimes
Flipping, this money always on my mind
Sippin', I'm pourin' up line after line
Missin', his body somewhere they can't find
Wrecked the M4, went and got me another whip
Flew your bitch out, I won't go on another trip
Got your fire took, now your gun on another hip
Caught his ass drunk, now he can't take another sip
I'm quick to shoot, so I keep me another clip
In my bag but I still need another chip
Just made two plays back to back, that's another flip
Came in a Benz, I pulled off in another whip
Ayy, nigga run up on me, I dump from the hip
Two in his chest, like three to his upper lip
I'm a gangsta, ain't nothin' like the Lil' Shrimp
Reach for my chain, make him float like a fuckin' blimp
Really havin', they know they can't fuck with him
Pockets so swole, could've swore that I hit the gym
He say he from the block, don't remember him
He keep callin' me fam, I ain't kin to him
What you niggas know about havin' motion?
Spend 2K a week on some potion
In the club that I'm in, hope you know that it's on me
I'm posted, ain't worried about nothin', I'm blowin'
She walk in the club and see me, then she goin'
I just cut my main hoe, always mad and annoyin'
Her ex-nigga left, she went back and look bored
Can't love on the hoe, I just fuck off the tour
Ayy, havin', you niggas not havin', y'all broke
And y'all wonder why your bitch out here gettin' stroked
Motion, you niggas ain't got it, I'm knowin'
Still sittin' on the pack, cause that bogus ain't goin'
Him, you know that I'm him, I been flowin'
That's probably why all of my pockets been growin'
I been spendin', all them niggas know it
Don't think about reachin for shit, cause I'm blowin', ayy
Wrecked the M4, went and got me another whip
Flew your bitch out, I won't go on another trip
Got your fire took, now your gun on another hip
Caught his ass drunk, now he can't take another sip
I'm quick to shoot, so I keep me another clip
In my bag but I still need another chip
Just made two plays back to back, that's another flip
Came in a Benz, I pulled off in another whip
Credits
Writer(s): Daniele Pirisi, Katreveon Smith, Joseph Fernando
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