Whip It - Casey Veggies

The way it stack like when in pain cause I can’t believe it

I be stunting in the hood like it ain’t no secret

Pull up two door up in Compton and I’m bumpin Jeezy

And my girl hop in the car then she turn on CV

Plus these rap niggas be straight rhyming reason

I be swaggin my shit hotter than Top Ramen even

Out in Houston, yeah, and that’s just for the weekend

All my niggas waking up, like we hitting dreams then

Niggas sippin lean, Japanese ripped up jeans

While your wife she flipped the team

That’s why my main chick a queen

I put on for my city, she put on tight jeans

And then show her ass, and it’s everythin what it seems

My cousin rock a ring, sock you in your spleen

Gotta keep your heart strong, through all these broken dreams

I rock these chains in my soul really made me bling

At the El Rey, sold out, and I’m only 18

My life swisher mean went, on a different scene

Copped my mama Tiffany’s God singing symphonies

Cape on, chest out, feelin like Hercules

At the mall, going hard, making purchases

I went up, I came down off adversity

Baby girl never went to no university

She was droppin it of that spot, doing it all for that gwap

Hope her heart make it stop, take a shot for

Had dreams of the crib, suicide doors

I’m a dog for the money on all fours

Didn’t want to ride Honda or no Accords

Baby girl bad and she call me lord

Whip it, put it in a pot, then you make it stir

Baby need a job and I got that work

She was actin shy so I went in first

How she get this fly, I invented her

My fans want sequels, my clan run equal

Girl I wish I can redo every time I gotta leave you

Livin lethal, dodgin evil when I’m steady flexin

Sending signs to the sky, hope he get the message

What do you do when your first rhymes get old

Your mind get grown and it’s time to get on

Only make songs with the vibe that hit home

I put rims on my flaws and I tint my wrongs

She told me, she told me she can’t leave she already gone

I can quit right now, I’m already on

That’s how high right now I got this shit on lock down

Like murder eight counts, you ain’t never gon get out

Nah, this where they never gonn be proud

But at least I gave my all, and I made my mama smile

Passin the heavy flow, grabs with a steady growth

Yeah girl I want your heart, ass and your schedule

Whip it, put it in a pot, then you make it stir

Baby need a job and I got that work

She was actin shy so I went in first

How she get this fly, I invented her