This is a song about "Foriegn whips"

All these rappers talking 'bout their diamonds and their whips,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Whips they cant afford to carry

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Dragging heat on our trail we just bail from cops with black whips

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Without the whips and chains it's still displayed the ways that they would bleed

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair