This is a song about "The whip"

But i whip out the pad and think

She leave her hair in the sink

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Hop in the the whip cuz i gota dip and there aint no reason to see you later

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Young whipper snapper that will whip past ya

Hopin' that my niggas see

So get off that whip cody,

Everybody shutters as they hear the whip cracks

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Mayonaise colored car, that shit's a miracle whip

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

If there’s a shining star

Whip bitches with greek tar.