BOMBS IN THE WHIP Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Bombs in the whip, yah

Bongs is what I rip, yah

Feel like Drake

Bitch I'm getting broads in the 6

Yah, wock is what I sip, yah

Bitch my clothes mean

Throw that on just like a fit, yah

Class is where I skip

Put a hundred on your head, like a fucking Vegas chip

Watch this death just like a clip

Bitch the pistol gotta grip

AR stay beside my hip

See your music take a dip

Knock his teeth out

Then I'm taking off his mother fucking lips

Yah, licks is where I hit

Tell your bitch to come and sit

She gon' take this fucking dick

Cause she know lil' rocket rich

Yah, racks on her dresser

I won't miss her

I'm steady getting richer

While she's sitting out the picture

Throwing hundreds like a pitcher

Fucking up the system

I speak like every single tooth got wisdom

You won't never hear I miss him

Cause I get him

Every time she see me, she wanna fuck like I get it

Baby don't be shy

Like come over slide the digits

My money talk your money short, your money like a midget

I keep a freak on speed dial

She got her own widget