Whipping On E ft. Domvrse Lyrics

Yeah! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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Yeah(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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I told her slide, pull up

Come hop in my Bimmer, yeah

We divide it up

We smokin' that cedar, yeah

You know not to lie to us

'Cause we finna see it, yeah

She flipping, flipping on me

I'm whipping, whipping on E

I'm dripping, dripping, Vivi

I'm sipping, sipping codeine

Pull up to the spot, get out

She licking, licking on me

Yeah, I gotta ball in the paint

I'm hopping on a new wave

Counting blues, getting paid

Play it cool, entertain

Roll it up, yeah

Smoke that pack

She finna throw that back

I'm finna blow that cash

Told her I don't need her no

No I don't need you, no, no

These bitches they ask for a photo

Swerve off in that Lambo, it roar though

Yeah, yeah

I don't know what that bitch doing to me

Taking her with me flew her overseas

Hop out Chanel yeah I rep double C's

I been going fucking crazy, yeah

I been up in Mercedes, yeah

Off the X, getting faded, yeah

Telling momma that we made it, yeah

I told her slide, pull up

Come hop in my Bimmer, yeah

We divide it up

We smokin' that cedar, yeah

You know not to lie to us

'Cause we finna see it, yeah

She flipping, flipping on me

I'm whipping, whipping on E

I'm dripping, dripping, VIVI

I'm sipping, sipping codeine

Pull up to the spot, get out

She licking, licking on me

Yeah, I gotta ball in the paint

I'm hopping on a new wave

Counting blues, getting paid

Play it cool, entertain

It ain't cool you ain't safe, yeah

Get the fuck up out my face, yeah

I'mma ball 'til I die

And you could never take my place, yeah

She looking at me like, "Why?"

I'm sorry bae I can't date you

My heart broke, still paid, yeah

Got a new girl to replace you

Oooh

But then she don't get rid of all of my pain

It still feel like our love is fake

Don't know if I should just-

Oooh

Feel this shit so deep inside my veins

Girl just let me live, I can't do this shit

Running from my problems but they catch up to the kid

I am not your baby, ain't no ketchup on my bib

She think that I'm crazy she can't stand the way I live

I just told your bestie to pull up to my crib

I told her slide, pull up (Pull up, pull up, pull up)

Come hop in my Bimmer, yeah

We divide it up (We up, we up, we up)

We smokin' that cedar, yeah

You know not to lie to us (Pull up, pull up, pull up)

'Cause we finna see it, yeah

She flipping, flipping on me

I'm whipping, whipping on E

I'm dripping, dripping, VIVI

I'm sipping, sipping codeine

Pull up to the spot, get out

She licking, licking on me

Yeah, I got to ball in the paint

I'm hopping on a new wave

Counting blues, getting paid

Play it cool, entertain