Whip It

Whip it, whip it

Whip it real good

He whip a half to a whole one

For the princess of the coca

Every time I start rappin'

It's like I can't feel my boca

I got hoes in Miami

And I got bitches in Boca

They be whippin' up yammies

And they be sellin' their chocha

Oh shit

What ya know about that shit?

You don't know about that shit

Lil **** whip rented

He ain't never bought that shit

He ain't got no pink slip

Lil mama, what you bendin'?

She ain't never got that tip

She don't know about that strip

Real bitches stay winnin'

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip

Whip it, whip it

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip

Whip it, whip it

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip, uh

This a one of one

I'm vintage piece from '95 to '93

I'm Just Don, the gallery

If other bitches major league

Oh shit

I'm zoomin' off a Xan and weed

'Cause Frankie, baby, got the lean

You know it

We blowin' money quicker than it growin' on a paper tree

We rich

Feelin' like Rih with the Roc Boyz

Just won a chip off the shot boy

Young rich Riley with the pot, boy

Used to have a buzz, bet you know I got a lot, boy

Used to take the bus

Now it's how you drop the top, boy

Whip it

Pulled up to valet, what's happenin'?

I brought that lamb in the trap again

I feel like A.I., like what the fuck I'm doin' practicin'?

Lit in this bitch like I'm Edison

Light skinned bitch, roll my medicine

This ain't no bars, this adrenaline

Me and them hoes, no comparison

Other that the fact we feminine

Flow soundin' venomous

Whippin' the track with some elegance

They just want beef for the relevance

Chopper go off like it's elephants

I can not fuck with you hoes, I am celibate, bitch

Oh shit

What ya know about that shit?

You don't know about that shit

Lil **** whip rented

He ain't never 'bout that shit

He ain't got no pink slip

Lil mama, what you bendin'?

She ain't never got that tip

She don't know about that strip

Real bitches stay winnin'

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip

Whip it, whip it

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip

Whip it, whip it

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip, uh

With the black girls and white girls

With gold grills, major clean

This a buss down, a gold crown

Whole pound, major green

Killed a ho's self esteem

IG is Maybelline, you know it

Diamonds hit, they super lit

It lookin' like a laser beam

We're lit

Whipped the beat, like what you mad for?

Whipped it like fuck is you bein' so bad for?

This the whip that come equipped with the sad doors

This the shit that had in through the back doors

You're like Perkins, 'cause you almost get in with the winners

But suck 'cause you only get backboard

I need all my money from the promoter

Like, ****, the fuck did you think that I rap for?

Picture you, picture me settlin'

'Member when clubs wouldn't let us in

Talkin' 'bout dress codes and hecklin'

Now we out here and they welcomin'

Maybe 'cause the money prevalent

Maybe my success is evident

Ball on you bitches, my sentiment

Ball on you **** like feminists

Whippin' the whip till it ain't nothin' left of it

You in the whip, but you ain't to the left of it

Aww, shit

What ya know about that shit?

You don't know about that shit

Lil **** whip rented

He ain't never 'bout that shit

He ain't got no pink slip

Lil mama, what you bendin'?

She ain't never got that tip

She don't know about that strip

Real bitches stay winnin'

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip

Whip it, whip it

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip

Whip it, whip it

It's only real in my clique

It's only real in my whip, uh

Oh shit

Oh shit

You know it