This is a song about "Driving a whip"

Driving yall insane, and iike i never got a license.

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Mayonaise colored car, that shit's a miracle whip

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Career cant shed a tear hey bring a beer jesus take the wheel as i ghost ride my whip yo

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Are crazier than a skitzo on meth driving his humvee.

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I roll arond in my new whip

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

So get off that whip cody,