Whip It (Casey Veggies)

The way it stack like when in pain cause I can't believe it I be stunting in the hood like it ain't no secret Pull up to the whop in Compton and I'm bumpin Jeezy And my drop in the car then she turn on cevy Plus these rap niggas be straight rhyming reason I be swaggin my shit hotter than Tobaman even Out in Houston, yeah, and that's just for the weekend All my niggas waking up, like we hitting dreams then Niggas sippin lean, Japanese, ripped up jeans While your wife she flipped the team That's why mom made chick a queen I put on for my city, she put on tight jeans And then show her ass, and it's everythin what it seems My cousin whack a ring, cycle you in your spleen Gotta keep your heart strong, through all these broken dreams I rock these chains in my soul really made me bling At the L rate, sold out, and I'm only 18 My life swisher mean went, on a different scene Caught my mama Tiffany's God singing symphonies Cape on, chest out, feelin like Hercules At the mall, going hard, making purchases I went up, I came down off diversity Baby girl never went to no university She was droppin it of that spot, doing it all for that gwap Hoper her heart make it stop, take a shot for Had dreams of the crib, suicide doors I'm a dog for the money on all force Didn't want a ride, I know on no accords Baby girl bad and she call me lord Whip it, put it in a pot, then you make it stir Baby need a job and I got that work She was actin shy so I went in first How she get this fly, I ain't been at hers (2x) My fans want sequels, my plans run equal Girl I wish I can redo every time I gotta leave you Livin lethal, dodgin evil when I'm steady flexin Sending signs to the sky, hope he get the message What do you do when your first rhymes get old Your mind get grown and it's time to get on Only make songs with the vibe that hit home I put rims on my flaws and I take my wrongs She told me, she told me she can't leave she already gone I can quit right now, I'm already on That's how high right now I got this shit on lock down Like murder a towns, you ain't never gonn get out Nah, this word they never gonn be proud But at least I gave my all, and I made my mama smile Passin the heavy flow, grabs with a steady growth Yeah girl I want your heart, ass and your schedule Whip it, put it in a pot, then you make it stir Baby need a job and I got that work She was actin shy so I went in first How she get this fly, I ain't been at hers (2x)