This is a song about "Cool whip"

(it dont matter they just go back to the old whip)

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

New nickname for you kid, drip drip, whip whip it out you couldn't make

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Droop lip, cool whip, say it like stewie do bitch

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

My whip gets any iller i swear that i'll get car sick

That high school sounded cool

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Whip me real hard whip whip me real hard on my balls

So i went down south but i ended up north