Burgundy Whip

It was a burgundy whip
And it was something to see
He had me up at the wheel
And he rolls up with the beats
It was a burgundy whip
And it was something to see
He had my rolled down the window
And he would blow out the weed
We know, we know
It was a burgundy whip

Buck 5th
And a hugable dip on the flip
And it was hugging the strip
Puffin a stick
Whipping something legit on a bitch
Kibbles and bits for the way you got missed
While he was
Tryna get what we could get and got rich
Thank God nobody got hit or got pinched or got
Body the hit without a shotti to grip
I got, just a few tryna get on the flip with the flu
Spitting the sick shit we been through
Benz with the tint
No roofs on the coupe
Friends with the two door swoop on the loop
Had'm on the clue calling two more through and it's true

Roll in
Like waves in the ocean coast
And weave, wait
Sun rays, pretty babes open
Moisten like
Coast this cakes life
Being what you make
Let's make it yeah wait
For nothing to live yeah
Something to spend in this up in this bitch
Hey, listen mo', indent space for the 'centric
Hop in the whip with a piff lit
Go, dipping through the one way
Swoop, maroon moon burgundy coupe
Flew past
Hands through the deuce through the moon roof
Cruise alone
Got the cell phone
Find peace with the owner of the inner home