Adeezy Da Don - Whip It

Watch me whip it
Watch a lil nigga whip it
In the kitchen what me whip just watch me whip it
I whip the pot
Now I’m back to whippin pots
I bleed the blocc juggin tryna flea the cops

Watch me whip it I go crazy
With the Pyrex tryna whip a baby
Watch me Get a touchdown like I’m Tom Brady
With ya ol lady
Sophisticated like I’m fuckin Jamie
Gotta cold flow underrated maybe
But it won’t change me
Imma 90s baby raised with 80s babies
I gotta a full clip and this full clip
Leave ya head shaking bloccboy jb
Cop a chicken get a 8 piece
Tryna bubble im in 8th speed
I gotta hoe problem bitches hate me
Imma real nigga I smoke great weed
Niggas tryna mug Deezy lately
Have his chubby ass probably leaking gravy

Niggas try to play me see we like the navy
I got stripes nigga see ain’t nothin wavy
I got niggas bitches and they finna pay me
Cuz if you not you Betta pray the father save me
I’m tryna whip it tryna whip a baby
I was breaking pots cuz I was going crazy
Niggas hatin on me say they finna fade me
Then pull up like Freddy turn it into elms street

Watch me whip it
Watch a lil nigga whip it
In the kitchen what me whip just watch me whip it
I whip the pot
Now I’m back to whippin pots
I bleed the blocc juggin tryna flea the cops

Watch me whip it finna get this money
Niggas hate it but the bitches love me
I ain’t see you niggas when it was getting ugly
Back in 08 niggas wasn’t getting Dougie
I was in the the trenches with the pistol on me
Had to shit on niggas they ain’t have a huggie
Don’t shake my hand because I’m not ya buddy
Posted In the cut I got the tre snubby

Imma humble nigga don’t bring the savage out me
Friends tried to go and hit the liq without me
And they ended doing the bid without me
Don’t get me fucking twisted bitch I’m still about
It
Watch him pucker up he think the cannon sour
I can bring it to you now in a half a hour
I could charge you niggas wanna get some power
I got stupid flower and if you fiends need it I could get the powder
This that fish nigga ain’t fucking flour

I ain’t duccin cowards
Bitch I’m still traffic with that sweet and sour
With that Mac and cheese
And the chop stick looking Japanese
We ain’t tryna grab no cauliflower
For the sack baby think I’m bill bower
I do magic baby like Dwight Howard

Watch me whip it
Watch a lil nigga whip it
In the kitchen what me whip just watch me whip it
I whip the pot
Now I’m back to whippin pots
I bleed the blocc juggin tryna flea the cops

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