Traysmoove - Whippin' lyrics

Chorus: Whippin da whip, whippin da whip Ridin round my city, I be whippin da whip Whippin da whip, whippin da whip Music on blast, I be whippin da whip Pistol to the left, ho to the right Stay on the low, alright Still stackin paper, load the clip Homies stay strapped, I be whippin da whip Verse 1: Ridin round my town, I be whippin the whip Ya cuffin chick, I be whippin my b**h Ya ya, pistol go bang For all the damn fiends tryna steal my thang Ya think it's a lie, ya think it's a joke Ya haven't seen the sh** goin down in my home sh** real homie, you'll probably runaway Start trappin too, might be ya someday The green attracts fiends, better watch out Never know who will turn, no signaled route People unpredictable, whose to trust Like Major Winters watch your back is must Tryna get as many whips as a rich slave master Whip with no brakes, b**h I only know faster Chiefin like Kansas City or a Cherokee Fusion not Cherokee, main act, you a parody Chorus: Whippin da whip, whippin da whip Ridin round my city, I be whippin da whip Whippin da whip, whippin da whip Music on blast, I be whippin da whip Pistol to the left, ho to the right Stay on the low, alright Still stackin paper, load the clip Homies stay strapped, I be whippin da whip Verse 2: Red Ford fusion, never losin Ridin around with the ones they chosen That's me, and the team They plottin just to keep dreams dreams But that will never happen Once I started rappin, made it my pa**ion Became the main attraction Not even a fraction, can't handle action Maaan, you just lackin Whip whip, vroom vroom Headin to top, gps says soon Money mansoon, grind in the moon It's a crazy trip, ain't talkin shrooms She sippin a fifth, I'm whippin da whip She gripping my dick, she can't handle it She handling stick, my car automatic Movie type sh**, real cinematic Put it in regal, is it illegal? We end with a bang, a desert eagle Blow blang, whip my thang Dirty Ville, that's the gang Chorus: Whippin da whip, whippin da whip Ridin round my city, I be whippin da whip Whippin da whip, whippin da whip Music on blast, I be whippin da whip Pistol to the left, ho to the right Stay on the low, alright Still stackin paper, load the clip Homies stay strapped, I be whippin da whip Verse 3: Whippin da whip, whippin that sh**, ain't no problem Ain't a mathematician but ya know I always solve em Haters and fakes, ya know they gettin rotter Always dissolvin faster than a Tylenol in water Bang her like a hammer, keep on poundin Til she's properly nailed down b**h, soundless p**y drownin, Matty clowinin If she a ratchet ho, gonna whip my way around it (b**h!)