Whip Appeal (feat. P2theLA)

White brick mob

Brick squad, white girl mob

Brick squad, white girl mob

White brick mob bitches

Why we gotta kill shit?

Me and Gucci talking real shit

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

(Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch)

No I'm not a scholar, I'm drinking out the bottle

Only fuck with models

If she ain't dead fine than there ain't no need to holler

Yeah I'm a baller, my swag through the roof

And your girlfriend is the truth, we got a room at the Ramada

She don't want to be bothered

You callin' like a father, you actin' like a toddler

You need a role model, I'm Polo with the Prada

I'm balling on you **** like Harlem Globetroter

I'm walking with a waddle

You make believe **** Harry Potter

Amigo friends might recommend the whole enchilada

Your girlfriend is a quitter, you should spit or you saliva

I'm Gucci Mane the mobster, not a jocker, not a blogger

Why we gotta kill shit?

Me and Gucci talking real shit

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Whip appeal bitch, whip appeal bitch

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Why we gotta kill shit?

Me and Gucci talking real shit

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Whip appeal bitch, whip appeal bitch

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Gucci let's get 'em, got that A.R. chopper

Come through the front door, left 'em at the doctor

Now we up a hundred more bands, that's proper

No need for a preacher, pray to me, I'll be your father

Hide the young ones 'cause I'm coming for your daughter

If she ain't selling pussy, I ain't gon' bother

Got a pornstar, a ho, and a model

In the club we do big shit, pop a hundred bottles

We gettin' hoes wet, they gon' need goggles

They said get gas, so I'm on that full throttle

If I had a dick, than I'd tell that bitch to swallow

Thirty in my clip and it's letting out hallows

Why we gotta kill shit?

Me and Gucci talking real shit

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Whip appeal bitch, whip appeal bitch

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Why we gotta kill shit?

Me and Gucci talking real shit

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Whip appeal bitch, whip appeal bitch

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

LA Raiders

Bo Jackson

Making love to the money, ooh I'm so passionate

Hood stripes, Chuck Taylors, low khakis

Scrapin' in that new V looking V-Nasty

Selling snow in the winter I ain't cold yet

That's why I'ma OG and I ain't old yet

South Central Murder Dubbs, Killer California

Bend the wrong corner, you'll be sicker than pneumonia

Police told me to freeze

And my watch to chill

Whip the work into a SLS, whip appeal

Powder so fresh, I had to break the seal

Ninety six and Wall Street

Shit gets real

Why we gotta kill shit?

Me and Gucci talking real shit

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Whip appeal bitch, whip appeal bitch

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Why we gotta kill shit?

Me and Gucci talking real shit

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch

Whip appeal bitch, whip appeal bitch

Cars on top of cars I'ma call that whip appeal, bitch