This is a song about "Whip wap wop"

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Young, handsome and focused

But i whip out the pad and think

That you selling rides on the white horse right up out your crib

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

Then im ready open my door unlock my whip

Whip out this dick and then she'd lay me/

You a lady boss, now you fly free

That gyal want mi ride har

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Your whip so cold – this old thing?

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

That means i wanna be the highest

But i whip out the pad and think