whippin' it Lyrics

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 back

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

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

Put her in a scat

Count up my racks

Never dated you

And I had the last laugh

Going out back

Yeah, 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 another man

Bitch I don't care

If you 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