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Whip
Whip, whip
Whipping, whip it
Whipping, whip it
Wrist just flicking
Whip it, whip it
Flipping, flip it
In the kitchen
Man just whip it
Whip
Whip, whip
Whipping, whip it
Whipping, whip it
Wrist just flicking
Whip, whip
Flipping, flip it
In the kitchen
Man just whip it
Ay, in the T with so many years in the room how are man so comfy?
Two man in the whip
Long trips, M-ways, that's country
Tings in my pouch got my pouch just feeling all lumpy
Hot ting wanna link man when I'm OT got her face all grumpy
Cut the cane
Razor cut your face
You the one to blame, uh
Done know, you just want the fame
Gyaldem say you lame
Stay up in your lane, uh
Mandem move food like tesco
Raw white smelling like Esso
You dont want smoke don't test bro
Sent home bare holes where your chest go
Man know I palm trees like west coast
Stush with my trees only rolling the best smoke
With the pen who's the best? Take a guess bro
I kill a beat with a next flow
Hot ting I ain't impressed though
Still might pull up get neck though
She said it's hard just to let go
Yo shout out the mandem that made up this flow, it's hard
Yo, with all these thingys in the house, tell me how mans so cool
TF, I make my own clothes, I don't wanna look like you
In the T with sugar and Kenco
So much doe do Flamenco
Might see me in the Bimmer with Kendo
I buss the case then I went O,
Oh
Man want stacks and woo
Gyal want bags and shoes
Good luck, that's a horseshoe
Truss me I ain't talking 'bout True
True, ay, do what I do
The G's them shoot when I shoot