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[Intro: KiD TRUNKS] Gling, Gling, Gling (Huh) Bloop, Bloop That's the sound of that sauce zippin' in your bitch pussy D. Rein [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break If I, see a pussy talking bread, I'm like Usain Bitch you runnin' 'cross the map, ain't no fucking place is safe Boy you goofy and I'm 'bout to fuck your momma in her face Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh) Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh) Until it break (uh) Until it break (uh) [Verse 1: Kin$oul] Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip the whip into the shake Push to start, hit the gas, in yo' face Shake that ass, shake that ass, make it quake Can't escape, from this fate, it's way too late (yeah) Get them bands, I'm so in love with the profit Two foreign hoes, from the tropics, rolling tropic Saliva swappin', got me feelin' hella' nauseous When I'm off the perky, feeling like nothing can hurt me [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break If I, see a pussy talking bread, I'm like Usain Bitch you runnin' 'cross the map, ain't no fucking place is safe Boy you goofy and I'm 'bout to fuck your momma in her face Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh) Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh) Until it break (uh) Until it break (uh) [Verse 2: Flyboy Tarantino] I can't trust a soul (oh no) My pocket on swole I wan't some ice, I need that glow She look nice, she givin' throat Earlobe full of gold, like I sold my soul She a thotty, me and my partner ran laps around that hoe We ran a train, feelin' like thomas Beat it like Ronda, beat it like Micheal Jai Touch my pen let that bitch spray Catchin' a case, I put that in the paint Feelin' like Usain Bolt, fled to the cake They told me I got a lot on my plate They told me I got a lot on my plate Knock it off, boy you're soft Please just stop it I can't take no loss We takin' off just like rocket Bitch I'm a boss Feelin' like me, I'm with the stove She want that water like Voss My dick gon' fit in like cross [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break If I, see a pussy talking bread, I'm like Usain Bitch you runnin' 'cross the map, ain't no fucking place is safe Boy you goofy and I'm 'bout to fuck your momma in her face Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh) Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh) Until it break (uh) Until it break (uh) [Verse 3: KiD TRUNKS] See the comma, don't be frontin' with words I got four bitches and your hoe is the third She gon', fly fuck my friends just call her a bird That's the word for you ass cause your vision is blurred (Okay!) [Bridge: KiD TRUNKS] Stone cold, switch blade In your mothafuckin' rib cage, Johnny Cage You don't get your fuckin' rent paid, It's a shame and You ain't fuckin' on a damn thing You a lame, lil' bitch (Okay!) Stone cold, switch blade In your mothafuckin' rib cage, Johnny Cage You don't get your fuckin' rent paid, It's a shame and You ain't fuckin' on a damn thing (no you're not) You a lame, lil' bitch [Chorus: KiD TRUNKS] Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break If I, see a pussy talking bread, I'm like Usain Bitch you runnin' 'cross the map, ain't no fucking place is safe Boy you goofy and I'm 'bout to fuck your momma in her face Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh) Betty Crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh) Until it break (uh) Until it break (okay)