This is a song about "Whip"

I'll whip the ak out as a ride in the night yeh,

Your mommy honestly hanging with me making bukkake

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

Now i'm back with one of my latest

But i whip out the pad and think

My whip gets any iller i swear that i'll get car sick

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Come back and whip your ass with it again

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Mayonaise colored car, that shit's a miracle whip

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Before i hit you with my abyssal vine whip

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Fuck a club, in the whip, windows up, blow o's