This is a song about "Whip wap wop"

Before i hit you with my abyssal vine whip

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Exclusive bitch, brand new whip, and black coats in the winter

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

I am just an artist

But i whip out the pad and think

Ay, there ain't no telling

Your whip so cold – this old thing?

Bitch you should see my wallet

I roll arond in my new whip

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

Then im ready open my door unlock my whip

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

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

So get off that whip cody,

God mc oh my god you gotta see