Whiplash Lyrics

More life

More money, good weed

All that

Start proving something to yourself man, fuck tryna prove something to someone else that shit never mattered

You know?

All that shit, all that shit for the birds man I'm just tryna get money

Book trips

Get, you know, all that

Ho I'm staying out the way I got my money up

Ignoring no caller I.d's while I'm in Florida

"boy that's a awful lot of money that you're folding up"

Know I just seen you back in Houston I need more of you

Should I hit Sun City first? Slide, heading back to home

Bitch I made plenty off the last one, I don't need to do these songs

Shit why I fall in love so easy shawty playing on my phone

But mama bad and I can't help but hit her back when she respond

Big knots in my pocket I can't sit back

Jet skis out in Florida giing whiplash

Right now I'm in a Jeep I need a G Wagon

Dream board got a matte black Hellcat

Clear intention I ain't playing or nothing

Fore' I lie to you I'm telling you nothing, on God

If it's a issue bae I'm down to discuss it

You see I'm built for what you looking for, whatever you wanting

I'm in search of some, gon' build with me

Baby I can't ask for love

I need loyalty

Cause it's been so goddamn long since I've felt happy

And I can't stress no more

Come and rescue me

Yeah,