Whip it again, whip it again
My littleshoot the paint
Whip it again, whip it again
My littleshoot the paint
Old friend, old friend
M**I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
M**I miss my old friend
Lamborghini Aventador
M**I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want asmoke
It gone be a war again
I tote numbers, big glocks
Shoot you in your organs
Ride myto the death
And I'll ride myto the death
And my flag hang on the right
And myflag hang on the left
Mycripping, cripping, cripping
She been tripping, tripping, tripping
I can't wait to catch a opp slipping
If they shade on rush, she stripping
I gotin the penitentiary
They'll cut your finger
He ain't no gamgbanger
If you don't know, I'll twist your finger (gang, gang)
All these rapgay, I'ma go out like Drake
All my goons start singing
Empty couple with the opps (gang, gang)
Just knowI'ma spike'em
Beat thelike Floyd yeah
Beat thelike Floyd
I'm at X Lounge in Atlanta
Kick it with Mr Rose
These rednecklove to tell
He and I got good drugs to sell
He knows theselove a player
He knows theselove to tell
Whip it again, whip it again
My littleshoot the paint
Whip it again, whip it again
My littleshoot the paint
Old friend, old friend
M**I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
M**I miss my old friend
Lamborghini Aventador
M**I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want asmoke
It gone be a war again
I tote numbers, big glocks
Shoot you in your organs
Why you pull me over?
'Cause you black (What)
Why my Auntie sprung?
'Cause it's scratched up
Why you cut thatoff?
'Cause' it's whack garbage
I don't like whenstand behind my black border
You wanna get hit with the Mac? Yeah
I just caught another flak (uh)
This my third year going in
Imma do another lap (Gang)
Donald Trumpup everything
Thatneed to go get slapped (Yeah)
Be careful out there in California
Mandatory five years for a strap (for real)
Whip it again, whip it again
My littleshoot the paint
Whip it again, whip it again
My littleshoot the paint
Old friend, old friend
M**I miss my old friend
Old friend, old friend
M**I miss my old friend
Lamborghini Aventador
M**I miss my old rims
Kick a door, hit the floor
I came for you boyfriend
You don't want asmoke
It gone be a war again
I tote numbers, big glocks
Shoot you in your organs
