This is a song about "Whoa"

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

How is your heartbeat?/ oh oh whoa whoa/

But was tapping many queens and stacking plentya cream like (whoa)

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

I'm missing out on making everybody scream "whoa!"

How is your heartbeat?/ oh oh whoa whoa/

Who real bitches check me out though

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Girls be like whoa, you see that mans junk