This is a song about "My whip"

She was wet off the bat

My whip so dope boy it's crack

And could i be a star

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

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

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

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

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Put the whip cream on my balls spank lick it off

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Before i hit you with my abyssal vine whip

Everybody shutters as they hear the whip cracks

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats