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Artiste : Young Thug
Titre : Whippin It
(Hahaha, it“s Razy)
Yeah, aye, yeah
(Babyg is here, let“s go!)
Woo

I just been whipping that Benz, that“s that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover
I just told you once again, I“m that motherfucker
This Celine, not Cartier lens, with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whip in and whip out the pot, I“m tryna whip it better
He a pussy, pee out, crack “em like he kettle
I just made “em flee out, sing like Almareda (Yeah)
Diamonds dancing, and they dangling with all bezels (Whoo)

All this fucking ice I“m rocking, need some kind of sweater
I just pulled a coat out the garage and it was Margiela
Lil“ bit“ bitch, go ask your daddy, I“m the trendsetter
I just told the bank don“t look inside none of my kid“s treasures
Oxycotin make a nigga barely walk
Hundred fifty for my mouth and I can barely talk (Woo)
Thank you, I just took a picture in the backyard (Woo)
Thank you, I just fucked your sister in the same car (Let“s go)
Shit, whippin“ and whip out the can, I“m kickin“ my shit, Lui Kang
I told “em if you want you a chain you gotta go bah, gotta go bah

She told me, "Daddy, finger my pussy when you wear your rings" (Woo)
I like how it sound when it clang, you pulling it out, it“s a whole lotta stains

I just been whipping that Benz, that“s that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover
I just told you once again, I“m that motherfucker
This Celine, not Cartier lens, with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whip in and whip out the pot, I“m tryna whip it better
He a pussy, pee out, crack “em like he kettle
I just made “em flee out, sing like Almareda (Yeah)

Diamonds dancing, and they dangling with all bezels (Whoo)

Cartier all on me, bitch, I fucked her on a perc
Got your hoe like I was cappinĀ“ and I asked ā€˜em ā€œWhatĀ“s it worth?ā€
Rock real diamonds, ain“t no cappin, and we finna start a purge
Put ā€˜em up and knock ā€˜em down, we put they ass right in the dirt
Drippin“ in that AMG 63 Benz
I cut ties with all them losers, told ā€˜em ā€œI donĀ“t need friendsā€
Safe to say I“m havin“ money, why these niggas hatin“?
RatinĀ“, play pen, knock ā€˜em down, they lay in, yea

Shit, I was just whippin“ a Lamb“, I came straight outta the trenches (On god)
Had the ambition to get it but I had to whip it right out of the skillet (Woo)
All I know is to go get it, I came out the trenches, I“m one of the realest
I got pulled over by 12, he wiggin“, he had let up on a ticket (Pussy)

I just been whipping that Benz, that“s that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover
I just told you once again, I“m that motherfucker
This Celine, not Cartier lens, with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whip in and whip out the pot, I“m tryna whip it better

He a pussy, pee out, crack “em like he kettle
I just made “em flee out, sing like Almareda (Yeah)
Diamonds dancing, and they dangling with all bezels (Whoo)