Whippin

Lyrics

[Chorus] Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight [Verse 1] Ok, I'm whippin' up this dope flow, in that water like a rowboat The dick white like coco, no sleep, that's no dough The bills coming in too fast, can't sit back and can't slow poke Knee deep in that great A, breaking more bricks than a dojo My bitch crazy, she loco, wouldn't trade her for yo-ho Well connected, I know foes, I get a mill for the lo-lo Ridin' round with that You don't want it, I know so, that burner I, I'm drowing down You're more shook than a snow globe Damn the niggas so bitch made, I'm bout my cut like a switchblade I'm serving fat and I'm on my job, no part time and no sick days Don trip, you know my nigga, your girlfriend so fixated Pay the cost, to be the boss, I am that, I didn't miss a payment I chase the money never miss or lated And I keep it movin like a spinning dradle I'm in that kitchen, cooking yams, and we ain't talking bout sweet potatoes I'm stupid dope, I'm igny pay, I'm juiced up like Minnie may And my name high, even in the shade And I'm set to blow like a hand grenade Getting blown like a blow dart, clicker animals know us all If we talking bout spit game, I got more flow than a coast guard My little brother, d boy, he turn the key like Mozart My pistol me, that sack on me, I'm riding lower than a gold cart, I'm... [Chorus] Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight [Verse 2] Get more head than a car tail, trap bad, full of grass Where I'm from, that's a yard sale Damn right, I'm the shit, bout my paper, cotton hill Yeah I know I'm a lil nigga, but I'm lifting weight no bar bell More jay than the tar hills, make that work cut cartwheels From my view, y'all pussies, hello kitty, Garfield Fish scale, no prom mill, more base than a ball field Digging in, we all feel, chopping trees like a sawmill You're not fucking with me, won't hesitate, the buster's in me Blood and sweat it's what it took to get it Now I'll slaughter you if you touch a penny I'm a trap nigga, fuck the gimmick, serving But I don't fuck with tennis A young nigga with no patience, a lot of Money and a bunch of women Got your bitch but I'm uncommitted We just fucking, it's nothing serious My murder, premeditated, that pussy call me I come and kill it We're with the shit, I admit it Balling bitch, I'm off the pivot My flow, is ice cold I spit that shit and I caught the shivers Whoa, I'm bout my hoe, fuck niggas can't piggy bag I switched my door, between the counts, ha I call that giving back You talk about it, I'm living it King Kong, that's a simple fact East Side, that's where I'm from I'ma stand up, sitting fact! [Chorus] Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight I'm in the kitchen gainin' weight, weight, weight