This is a song about "Dab whip quan"

So get off that whip cody,

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I'll dab again again again

Hoes row got beans in them

Kod a couple fifties like a precinct

But i whip out the pad and think

Your whip so cold – this old thing?

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

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

Everybody shutters as they hear the whip cracks

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Then im ready open my door unlock my whip

Braggin about who's got the hottest whip

Would you capture it, or just let it slip