This is a song about "Whip"

If you feel it, it must be real just

But i whip out the pad and think

Before i hit you with my abyssal vine whip

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Everybody shutters as they hear the whip cracks

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Don't go to far

Top dropped down, black on black

My whip so dope boy it's crack

Your whip so cold – this old thing?

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing