[Verse 1]
I just spent three racks on a motherfuckin’ chain
You should probably go see my whip
Woke up this morning feel so damn fly
You should probably go see my ship
Got a bunch of bad bitches waiting in the fuckin’ lobby
You should probably go see my crib
How the hell am I supposed to fit all these bitches inside of my whip?
Goddamn, young nig gettin’ bitches
Whole team got bands, we flippin’
Ridin’ ’round the hood, stay whippin’
And if she throw that ass back, I’mma whip it
You ain’t heard shit yet, this a snippet
Her ass jump like a frog, yeah, ribbit
That’s the sound of a young nigga whippin’
[Hook] (x2)
I just spent three racks on a motherfuckin’ chain
You should probably go see my whip
I just spent three racks on a motherfuckin’ chain
You should probably go see my whip
Woke up this morning feel so damn fly
You should probably go see my ship
I just spent three racks on a motherfuckin’ chain
You should probably go see my whip
[Verse 2]
My whip kill shit, stay fly like a blimp
Bands in my jeans got me walkin’ with a limp
Shittin’ on these niggas while I’m eatin’ on some shrimps
Make that pussy wet then let the team whip
[?] spent three racks on his chains
You should see him in his whip
Get ready for takeoff (thank you)
[?] catch this ship
Pull up in my whip, and I drop ’em off [?]
Girls on my dick when I walk up in the building
[?] in the ghost and my windows still tinted
Flow stupid hot, [?] like a skillet
Money so long, [?] makin’ biscuits
Jumping in the car like a frog, no ribbit
Man, I draw attention but I [?] bitches
[Hook] (x2)
[Verse 3]
I done bought a few whips, bought a few chains
My niggas remember the name
Think it’s a game, my niggas ain’t playin
My cliques, they fly them planes
I travel by trains, we flyin’ on jets
[?] ball like the nets
I’m cashing them checks, my ice on Quebec
Just look at them [?] on my neck
Yo, my nigga right here on liftoff
NBA finals, I’m on tipoff
[?] I’mma come and take your lip off
This the wrong nigga that you gone and pissed off
These are the great, nigga, don’t forget that
[?] can get broke off like a Kit Kat
If it not about money, cut the chit chat
Them folks say we ain’t never [?]
[Hook] (x2)
[Verse 4] (x2)
Them horses be going, my engine is scorching
These niggas don’t know what I got
My whip is too mean, my wheels are too clean
Girls stunt when I pull off the lot
[?]
You want, we can race on the spot
You want, we can race on the spot