Whipin'
Whipin' whipin' whipin'
Yeah, look I'm whippin' down your block with a kilo
Got the bandana tied like an old bandito
Reveal the clip that's tucked on the hip
Have the muhfuckin' tech sing to ya like Ceelo
Pull up in the Kia, treat it like a Benzeno
Keep it on the d-low, I've been duckin' from my PO
Only blue cheese in my wallet when I tuck it my pocket
You would think a motherfucka' got BO
Livin' in the struggle, mentally I'm out in Rio, wow
Tell a shorty back it up, and I'ma beat those now
I get high until I'm lifted and I can't come down
You know bitches always bitchin', I don't keep none round
I got used to thinkin' 'bout you
But these bitches go and they come
Yeah these hoes come and they go
Ain't no loyalty in they soul
I'ma stay true to myself
Y'all can keep playing your role
Look, I'm hopin' for a brighter day, brighter day
Blowin' out that smoke and watch it fly away (fly away)
And I can tell you pussy, I can see it from a mile away
Woke up feeling grateful, ain't no reason I won't die today
Hopin' on a brighter day, brighter day
Blowin' out that smoke and watch it fly away (fly away)
And I can tell you pussy, I can see it from a mile away
Woke up feeling grateful, ain't no reason I won't die today
Motherfuckin' die today
Yeah
Just pray to God that I won't die today
To see another day
Yeah
Pray to God that I won't die today
Aye
Bring it back to a bright day
Broadway, gucci sun shades
Aye uh
Wearin my shit, like a front page
Yuh
Bitch eat dick, guess its brat day aye
Cute shawty in the back
Keep the thang in my lap
Ridin shotgun with a shotty
Been a long day, where the bombay nigga
I dont like hoes, dont like niggas either
Crush a perky
Line me up, high as fever meters
3 them bitches, just like adidas
Block hangin like a chandelier
I dont got time like orcarina
Pour it up watch the foam fizzle
On my dick she wanna do the wiggle
Like Aye ow im fucked up
Cant seem to focus
Pills help when hopeless
Tecs no iphone plus
3 xans in my orange crush
Drip drip like the gold rush
Pompeii bout to erupt
This 3k so dont freeze up
Middle finger, its a reflex
We bumpin
N we Thuggin
Wachu know about it
Aint no reason that tonight wont risk it all
Aint no reason that tonight my fate wont come lift me up